We were just reminiscing about things we miss about our home in Kentucky...
First - I miss our home. Here is a picture. We lived in a duplex. The front yard was small and close to the road with a nice tree offering shade throughout the summer. The back yard was substantially larger. It was a nice home, not large, but adequate for two people, and rather quaint. The front storm door was a full pane of glass where Crystal would stalk and litterally chirp at the squirrels that romped around our yard. Occasionally a squirrel would venture right up onto the step in front of the door, which would send Crystal into instantaneous fits!
I miss my home office. Working at home was the greatest opportunity. I had looked for a job and even interviewed FIVE TIMES at one particular place, but I was destined to stay with BMH. It looks like a mess, but it was always organized. Note the pictures of family and friends on the bulletin board. I worked a regular day, just like anyone else, but in the comfort of my home office. For lunch I would sign off and watch Becker in the living room. I frequently walked to the post office for work related mailings and such.
I miss the travel. I would fly home to PA for 10 days each month. While I hated to leave Keith behind, I was glad to have the best of both worlds. I racked up some frequent flyer miles, which at this point don't amount to enough to cash in for any travel, but... I did cash some in on some magazine subscriptions that we would not have ordered otherwise. We figured, why not?! Otherwise they would just be wasted anyway. A special thanks is in order for all those who gave me rides to and from the airport... Keith, Ashley, Chris, Amanda, John, Rene'e, Mom, and Dad. Did I miss anyone?
Speaking of rides... I miss our friends and neighbors there...
Joe - (the one that just got married) He and Keith were friends as soon as they got past the Cleveland/Pittsburgh rivalry type stuff.
Chris - He was the youth pastor at our church LKUMC. He has amazing faith! I just love this guy!
Ashley & Monty (and Hannah)- Our bestest ever neighbors there. (until they moved across town) They were the first to welcome us to Wilmore. I miss Ashley's sweetness.
Our church family... and youth group... Paster Choi... Grace, Hana, Ke, Jin... the list goes on. I loved the time spent with all of them. I will never forget having parties with the youth group... one was a Mexican theme and the other was a Summer Beach Party. Grace and Jin shopped on a budget for food and decorations and came to our house to prepare the food. They did a fantastic job. I only wish I would have taken pictures.
I miss my pony Penny. She came to Wilmore in September. She lives with the Greenway's at their plantation mansion style home. They have the hugest house... with TWO kitchens!!! She lives happily with some other horses, Diet Coke and Bright Eyes. I was so delighted to have her close to me, but now that I'm home, she's still there. They are using her though, so it is a good thing. I just miss being able to walk over with a handful of carrots and hear her squeal in excitement of seeing me.
I miss the chicken from Cluckers Market and the coffee at Solomon's Porch.
I miss Skyline chili, Ale 8, Sonic, and Big Boy Tartar Sauce (yummy on french fries).
I miss our family closeby there... Mom and Jim, Grandma Lehmkuhl, Aunt Nan & Family, and Denise and Randy.
We miss the Kentucky Legends baseball.
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This original lyrics by Stephen Foster was written somewhere in the 1890s.. of course, in the 1980s, it had to be altered to be politically correct.. BLAH.
The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home,
'Tis summer, the darkies are gay;
The corn-top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day.
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy and bright;
By 'n' by Hard Times comes a-knocking at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, goodnight.
Chorus
Weep no more my lady
Oh! weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
For the Old Kentucky Home far away.
Thanks Ma. :)
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