tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433399787563379852.post716982580040030119..comments2024-03-23T12:07:15.558-04:00Comments on Harvspot: To Remember For Years, Remember With Tearsharvspothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15733381818821830887noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1433399787563379852.post-42692213205147399552019-06-02T08:19:54.433-04:002019-06-02T08:19:54.433-04:00Thanks for rekindling some old memories, cousin. I...Thanks for rekindling some old memories, cousin. I well remember your spring house, the dairy barn and the farm house and the games we children used to play there. Your house seemed humongous; the rooms were echoey to my young ears. Those memories couple with mine about the path that we children took when we walked from our place to yours: over the hill and through the neighbor’s woods into your back pasture and from there to your house.<br /><br />You’ve described a 10-year period in our lives, just a small fraction of the 7+ decades that we’ve now accumulated. But I’m amazed at the out-size role those years, and the ones immediately following when you lived directly across the road from us, still play in shaping our view of the world and making us into who we still are.JHYoderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01154277802869130425noreply@blogger.com