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52 "My Trip Back In Time"- a visit to my past

Updated on April 12, 2012
The house in Rockyford, CO I lived in  at age 3 & 4.
The house in Rockyford, CO I lived in at age 3 & 4.

A part of my childhood.

A Trip Back In Time

Now that I have retired I have moved back to Colorado, with the help of some relatives and some very good friends. One of the things on my agenda and that I have wanted to do for a very long time, is to visit a couple of my childhood homes. This being my birth state, I want to visit a couple of places that I can remember from all those years ago.

I am starting with a little of what I remember back when I was about 3 years old. We lived in Rockyford and that’s where my memories start. I can remember a time when I was about age 3 and we would be in the front yard. I would start walking down the sidewalk toward a ditch that was 2 houses down. The family dog Fritzi, I believe she was what they call these days a Min-pin, would get me by the seat of my pants and start pulling me back because she knew I wasn’t allowed to go near the ditch.

Anyway, the point I am trying to make is that I can remember and describe the house we were living in when I was 3 and 4 years old and I remember where it was located in Rockyford, CO. I traveled there a few weeks ago. The time that I lived there was about 60 years ago, and amazingly, I had no trouble finding the house. I only had to drive down 3 blocks. There had been a couple of changes within the last 60 years but there was still enough there that was the same so I had no problem recognizing the house and the area. The porch on the house had been enclosed and the trees were a lot bigger. The house was still white, or maybe it had been some other color and was white again, and the ditch was still there.

This was the first thing I went to in search of my past memories. The next place I had on my slate to visit was Wray, CO.

First, let me brief you about a little of my childhood history about my time in Wray.

We moved to Wray when I was about 5 years old.

I remember the house being down a long dead end road that ended at our house. As you looked at the front of the house, off to the left there was a field and to the right was the house of our neighbor, the Crouse’s. There were 2 doors on our house. The one on the right led into the living room. The door on the left led into the service porch and kitchen. The service porch also led down to the basement. There was also a creek that ran in front of the house and down along the field at the left.

I had a friend that lived up the road, across the highway. There was a big storage pit up the hill behind where he lived. I believe it was at one time used for water storage and at that time the pit was empty. My friend, being the dumb kids we were, threw rocks across the pit at each other. Well, one of the rocks I threw hit him in the head. When I saw the blood running down the side of his face I thought I had killed him, even though he was still walking. I ran home just knowing the cops were going to come and get me. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. When my mom answered the door it wasn’t the police, it was my friend’s mother. She came down to assure me that he was going to be fine. Whew, I wasn’t a murderer.

The first nightmare I can remember ever having was caused by the first monster movie I recollect ever seeing. The movie was Godzilla and we had gone to the theater downtown in Wray. That night, sleeping on the couch, which is where I slept, I can remember waking up the whole house when I started screaming.

OK, now back to the reason for this story.

I am now living in Colorado Springs and I am slowly picking the places of my past that I have on my agenda to visit. The other day I got in the car with my best buddy, Harley, and we drove the 205 miles to Wray. It was a beautiful drive.

We arrived in Wray driving past the city limit sign. I could remember that the street I was looking for was close to there. It actually turned out to be the first street to my right. The house where my friend lived, the one I thought I had killed was right there. I turned down the street just to see that the street wasn’t anywhere near as long as I remember. It sure seemed like it had shrunk from the day I was an almost murderer.

There was no more 2 story house that once belonged to the Crouse’s. There was no field on the far side of the house as I remembered and the house didn’t seem the same as I had pictured. The house was similar looking, but not the same. The creek and the forest were still there.

I guess 58 years changes things, or at least things seem different after that length of time.

Where the Crouse’s house had stood there is now a series of duplex homes. They appear to have been built fairly recent. They seem to have been completed maybe within the last couple of years. There were other houses around that seem vaguely familiar and I can remember that when it snowed we would ride sleds down the Crouse’s driveway and across the road almost to the creek.

I had another friend that lived closer to the school and I went by and found his house was still there. I drove downtown and found that the theater is still there where I saw Godzilla. The movie playing the day I was there recently was “Cowboys and Aliens”.

Just remember that if you go to revisit your past of 50 or 60 years ago, don’t be surprised if things don’t seem the same as you remember them. They might have changed or they just don’t seem as big as you remember them from when you were smaller.

It was fun to go back and find some things actually seem the same as you remember them and also to see the changes that have been made.

I would have expected our house to be torn down and replaced instead of the Crouse’s 2 story house.

These trips were fun and I am looking forward to more. I also plan on visiting some ghost towns and haunted places here in Colorado. Even though other people have written about most of the places, I plan on writing about my experiences.

Greg


The house where I lived in Wray, CO.
The house where I lived in Wray, CO.

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      shea duane 5 years ago from new jersey

      I hope you find a real ghost.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Shea, Thanks for the visit and comment. I don't believe in them, so I hope I do too. Greg

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      Rosemary Sadler 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

      Such a lovely trip to your past. I'm pleased you did find your old house was still there. Thing do change and sometimes it can be disappointing. My old school had just vanished and the house I lived in until I was 8 is still there but it is a hotel now.

      I loved the story about the faithful dog. Dogs are so smart I used to have a German Shepherd that used to pull my toddler son back as soon as he got near the garden Gate. I’m so pleased you weren’t a murderer and hope that you meet again some of your old friends, that would be marvelous.

      I hope you find many more haunts to bring back wonderful memories. And of course a ghost or two.

      Thank you for sharing your trip down memory Lane with us.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Rosemay, thank you for the visit and the comment. If I could remember any of those friends names I would look them up. But then, that part might be better left to memorie. Again, thank you. Greg

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      JLSB 5 years ago

      Hey little brother do you remember your sleep walking instances you had in Wray. We did everything we could to keep you in the house at night because you would go out and walk to the creek and then back. I hadn't thought about that for a long time. Glad YOu had a good time. It was fun to see the pictures you took. Thanks for sharing. Love ya

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Sis, No, I don't remember sleepwalking in Wray. The only time I remember sleep walking in Bell, CA. I remember the one time I did and Peed in my toybox. Thank you for adding to my memories sis. Greg

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      I love seeing the old places where I have been also. Living in Riga, Latvia now I'm not sure when I will be able to venture to the states but for me it will be easier to revisit the places I lived as a child because we always lived in apartments and always on the same block. When I moved here with my mom and we gave up the apartment I had lived there for 27 years. However I was born in the apartment building up the block and there we changed apartments only once. I still remember how they all looked and have visions of my family there.

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      Pollyannalana 5 years ago from US

      I went home again after I was married and discovered those high narrows I could not see over as a kid were quite scary as an adult and I promised God if he got me out alive I would never go back. lol

      Great story though, glad you got your wish even if it wasn't as grand as you remembered.

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      Sueswan 5 years ago

      Thank you for sharing your trip back in time. I really enjoyed it.

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      Briilaint gregas.

      Thank you so much for sharing this part of your life with us.

      Brilliantly written.

      Take care

      Eiddwen.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Gypsy, Polly,Sue and Eiddwen, Thank you all for the visits and the comments. They do help to encourage and to inspire. Greg

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      Joanna McKenna 5 years ago from Central Oklahoma

      Glad your trips to your childhood homes were pleasant even though much has changed. My parents bought the house I grew up in a year before I was born, a very sad fixer-upper that would've been better left for someone else to fix up. It was a house, but never "home" by any stretch of the imagination.

      Myself and three boys about my age were the only kids on the block, and despite living half a country away from each other, we stay in touch. A couple of years ago one asked me who lived in the house next to such-and-such. Well, I couldn't remember and neither could his brother, but the brother's wife (my best friend back then and who lived on the next street over) did.

      But she couldn't remember who lived in a different house down the block and neither could the rest of us, so the younger brother (who lived closest) drove to our old hometown, photographed every single house on our block AND hers, and posted the pix online. We managed to identify the occupants of all but one, not an easy task considering it'd been decades since any of us lived there. But seeing the "landmarks" of our childhood sure triggered a lot of memories, mostly happy.

      btw, being children of the Fifties and Sixties, it never occurred to any of us to pull up the neighborhood on Google Maps and view the houses on Street View! Oh well, Younger Bro enjoyed poking around the old neighborhood in person! ;D

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Jama, It really is amazing how different everything looks just from the amount of tree growth there is after 60+ years. Thank you for the visit and time to comment.

      Greg

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      Ivona Poyntz 5 years ago from UK

      A lovely walk down memory lane: you're very lucky to be able to remmebr things from when you were four! and also to be able to revisit the past.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Ivona, Thank you for the visit, the follow now and the comment. I do feel fortunate that I can remember as much of my life as I have. I have been able to write from 3 years old all the way up to where went into the Air Force at 18. I am working on the rest of my life too, but that is a little more complicated to write about. It involves a lot of things. I do however wish I could improve my short term memory. :-) Greg

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      purp-drag913 5 years ago

      It's awesome that you're writing your autobiography for you family. I also appriciate you sharing you life with the rest of us here. Keep it up and I look forward to reading more of your work.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Purp, Thank you for the visit and the comment. I feel fortunate that I can remember as much as I do. I am really working on my life story partly for myself too, just in case I start forgetting. Greg

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      anndavis25 5 years ago from Clearwater, Fl.

      Greg, I agree with you, when you go back home, everything looks smaller. The house with the big rooms just shrink. Have you ever heard the saying. "You can't go back home?" Everything changes. I guess when we are young, we are looking through binoculars, and when we grow older, we look through the reverse end.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Ann, That's a good way of looking at it. Greg

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      Sneha Sunny 5 years ago from India

      Hey Greg, hw r u? It's been too long since I last visited u. I'm not active on hubpages due to lack of resource to write articles. I'm writing ths msg frm my cell phone (guess what, I'm in college now!)

      Anyways, this must be a very exciting trip for you. A few months ago I too went to the place where I used to live when I was 3 or 4. I was very happy and excited. And for you, visiting a place after 60 yrs must b a crazy and "wow" experience.

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      Greg Schweizer 5 years ago from Corona, California.

      Hi Sneha, It has been a while. I said that to myself when I saw your name. Cogratulations on the college thing. What are you studying, if you don't mind me asking?

      This was very exciting for me. But I remember everything so much bigger back then. ;-) Come back again. Greg

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