What I Miss the Most About the Old Homeplace

Memories of the homeplace...

Sometimes you just can’t help it and you find yourself once more in front of the old home place where you grew up as a child. The walls which must still remember the laughter and the tears, the good times as well as the hard times you experienced as a family growing up. From the outside I could picture each room etched out in my mind’s eye, the fence all around and the gate from where each of us kids stepped into the outside world on that day we each finally left home. Home, that beautiful word that holds securely the memories of the family that once lived there. Individually it meant something quite different to each of us I’m sure; collectively it held the ambitions and determination of a thriving family. While each of the children had different hopes and dreams for their own futures the parents utmost dream was that the children have it better and easier than they had growing up.

Have you ever returned to the home where you grew up?

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relaxing on the porch...
relaxing on the porch...

Each family member has their own thoughts...

The one thing that stood out in my mind that day was the large front porch that ran clear across the front of the house. I can remember the two large metal chairs on each side of the front door, the rocking chair, the stands for the pots of flowers as well as the large flower boxes on the front of the porch; oh yes and the large porch swing that hung from the metal chains suspended from the ceiling. All the chairs had all been replaced, mom's flower boxes were gone, but that old porch swing was still there, hanging silently as if awaiting a child to run and jump right in. I'm sure each of us children remembers something differently about that old swing. Like the time my brother Jack went to sleep and rolled out onto the hard porch floor. I even remember seeing my sister’s boyfriend stealing a kiss while sitting in that old swing.

playing on the front porch...
playing on the front porch...

Our front porch was special...

On days when the sky looked like rain I remember as a little boy turning the front porch chairs over onto their side building myself a fort, and if the rains were to come I would spread one of mom’s old homemade quilts over the chairs to keep out the blowing rain. Other times I would grab that old quilt and run to that old swing wrapping myself completely as the rain would come down in torrents out in the front yard. I remember times when we kids would swing singing songs that we all remembered to the enjoyment of our parents. I can remember laying my head in my mother's lap as she read her Bible, while sitting in that old swing. And if friends or family was to stop by they always got to sit in that old swing.

times change...

You know the houses built today generally don't have a front porch and most often you find just a slab of concrete. I guess we all just got modern over the years. Before TV and air conditioning the front porch was a place for family discussions during warm weather, to entertain company, or just escape the house warmed during the day by the summer sun. You know those days may be gone forever but they’re certainly not forgotten. Seems like at times I can still hear my mom as she finished washing the dinner dishes, while drying her hands on her old apron and saying, "let's all go sit for a spell on the front porch to cool off…”

© 2012 SamSonS

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34th Bomb Group 4 years ago from Western New York State

Beautifully done.

When my parents sold the home we grew up in, I was literally devastated. It was the place I could always go when life, the ex-husband, the baby... was getting me down. Daddy would take the baby somewhere neat - Mommy would take him to the park and I'd go up to my room to take a nap.

After all their belongings had been removed I went back with my son. I looked in every room & cupboard & drawer.

It wasn't until I started down the basement & saw that my "Christmas Messages," 30 + years worth had been painted that I knew I'd never return.

I have my memories & a gazillion pictures but now I believe the adage "you can't go home again."

It's not so much the structure, it's who's in it.

Thank you for a lovely glimpse into your past.


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

thank you so much for the visit and for sharing your sweet reminisce. I agree, we long for the feelings and the atmosphere that was ALL ours long ago, but now -- it is someone else's home. Stop by again, soon...


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34th Bomb Group 4 years ago from Western New York State

Will do...


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Brett.Tesol 4 years ago from Somewhere in Asia

Nice memories. You will be glad to know that days of sitting around outside, porches included, have not gone from this side of the world. Family and relaxed time together are still strong here :-).

Up, beautiful and socially sharing.


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truthfornow 4 years ago from New Orleans, LA

Beautiful memories. We can go back but it is never quite the same because the people are gone and things have changed. But, it is nice to think back and be reminded of what was special and all the experiences. Memories can last and if you write them down they are forever.


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neeleshkulkarni 4 years ago from new delhi

in the olden days the entire concept behind building a house was to have places where you could let nature in where as now we do our level best to keep it out.Rains are a nuisance, so is sunlight.For that matter so are people including family members.

I recently went to a friend who had to call her son on the intercom to tell him that he was wanted outside because his room was closed from inside.The irony is that neither did he respond to knocking on he door nor did he take the call.


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34th Bomb Group 4 years ago from Western New York State

I will admit that every time I'm in the vicinity f that house I do a drive by.

It was sold 25 years ago & my folks are dead. Last time I had thedog with me. He seemed to like it!


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

Hey Brett, this is good to know; would love to witness families enjoying each other as well as neighbors and friends again. By the way, this hub was written almost entirely using natural speaking software. It does make a difference.

Thanks for your positive accolades and sharing...


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks so much truthfornow for stopping by and commenting. You are right, even though we would love to 'step back' for a while and live again as we once did, that just won't happen. But no one can take away our fond remembrances of the time of our youth...


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

Thank you kind sir for taking time to read and comment. I was unaware that the 'break-down' of the family is becoming so universal. It's so sad the youth has no respect for parents and instruction but would seemingly rather find out for themselves thru 'trial and error' as oppose to positive instruction from parents that have already 'been there.'

I blame TV and video games with this 'be your own boss' mentality of today's youth.

please feel free to return again as time permits...


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

thanks for your return 34th Bomb Group, I likewise like to drive by and again find myself engrossed with nostalgia about a past that can never be revisited.

Isn't it humorous how dogs seem to sense our sentiments...


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34th Bomb Group 4 years ago from Western New York State

The dog liked it... Not sure about the current residents!

"HEY NORA - WHAT'S THAT BLACK CREATURE IN OUR YARD? I'M GETTIN' THE SHOTGUN!"


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Dave Mathews 4 years ago from NORTH YORK,ONTARIO,CANADA

samsons1: I live but two minutes from my family home where I grew up, and even though someone else lives there now I still at times find myself sitting out side it and wishing I could enter in just to feel the warmth and love it holds or held when we lived there.

Maybe one day I will get the courage to visit those living there but not as yet.


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34th Bomb Group 4 years ago from Western New York State

I'm rather afraid it would dull my pleasant memories, my friend. I'm p.o.'d that they pulled out my Mother's rosebushes and replaced the white picket fence with chain link.pullrd


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TL Boehm 4 years ago from Bernalillo, New Mexico

beautifully penned. As an amateur genealogist - this is the kind of stuff I wish I could stumble upon, written in the hand of a relative. It made me nostalgic.


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

Thanks Dave, I know what you mean. Someone came out as I was there and ask if I needed something. I just said I lived there as a boy and was just reminiscing, but thanks. I don't want to replace my memories by seeing it now...


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

know what you mean my friend...


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

Thank you TL Boehm for your visit and gracious remarks. If this is what you like may I suggest reading another hub of two, I just write about my memories usually and even attempt at times to write as a child...


kelleyward 4 years ago

Beautiful hub! I love reading about other people's memories. I have a rocking chair memory and back porch memory also.


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

thank you so much for your kind words, would love to read about your 'rocking chair' and 'back porch' memories...


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Karen Hellier 4 years ago from Georgia

Very special hub. Thanks for sharing your memories with the rest of us!


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

You're quite welcome Karen. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment...


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moonlake 4 years ago from America

We were military so it was hard to go back to old home places other than to my grandma's when we lived there for a short time. I do go on google earth and look the old places up and see how they look now. Our kids still drive by the place they grew up in and still talk about it. Our youngest would buy it if he could. Enjoyed your hub.


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samsons1 4 years ago from Tennessee Author

thank you so much moonlake for your visit and for your nice remarks. It's fun to reminisce...


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34th Bomb Group 4 years ago from Western New York State

I'll admit to checking via Google Earth too.

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