I grew up in Huntington, West Virginia. At least until my mom and dad divoced and we moved to North Carolina and I became a military brat. This is the first time I looked up my old stoppin grounds on Google Maps (see below).
Its hard to believe that the tree we planted in the front yard is still there. It was just a little sappling then. Now 35 years later it reaches the sky.
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Just across the street lived my “Pa” Eaton and behind him lived my aunt and uncle, and behind them lived my grandparents.
Back then, even as a six or seven year old, I cruised the neighborhood up to the corner store–called Stop ‘N Go back then. That would NEVER happen today! I would go across the street through the school parking lot to the ball field and I remember my dad teaching me tennis on those old worn out courts.
At the ball field I remember sitting in the stands waiting for my little league game to start in my little hat and jersey. We were the orange team. A pop fly flew over the backstop and hit me square on the noggin. I think that is what is wrong with me today!
A lot has changed in the last four decades but as I look at this map many of the things are just the same.
Share your old stoppin’ grounds and share a story from your childhood. I would love to hear them…
