It’s almost over. I am left wondering what I am going to do with myself once the last question is asked of us. I suppose I will just have to find another challenge!
In the meantime, Suzanne Gunter McClendon asks………….
Day 28: Was your hometown like one big family or just a group of strangers?
In my childhood home, the group of people on our block, and the ones surrounding it were all like a huge family. Everyone knew everyone. All the parents watched out for all the children. We knew we had to behave ourselves or we’d get a reprimand or even a spanking from whichever adult caught us. I remember getting a spanking from seven different parents…none of them mine…at one time or another.
We knew we had to behave ourselves or we’d get a reprimand or even a spanking from whichever adult caught us. I remember getting a spanking from seven different parents…none of them mine…at one time or another.
We would eat meals wherever. Some days we’d have five or six kids sharing a meal, and some days we’d be at a neighbors to eat. All the adults had moved into the neighborhood at approximately the same time.
Our little town had two groupings of homes on either side of Backlick Road. Backlick ran from Richmond to Washington through all the small Northern Virginia towns. We were on the east side of Backlick in the split-level homes. The west side of Backlick had a combination of split levels and two-story colonials.
When we moved to the east side of Highway 95 into the “new” section of Springfield during the late 60’s the neighborhood was just a group of strangers all living in the same area. My parents knew three of the neighbors and then only because of the children we befriended.
I never felt comfortable in that house.