This is what curiosity, based on nostalgia, will get you.
On a whim, while using Google street view to see what my doctor’s new office building looks like, I entered the address of where I grew up as a young child.
I was only thinking about my early childhood home because my dad’s modest medical office was on the first floor of the building, and we lived in the apartment above the office.
[Different times, eh?]
When I found the photo of where the building used to be I started laughing. I mean, I haven’t been back to my hometown in over a decade, maybe longer, but when they say you can’t go home again, who knew it’d be literal for me, an English major educated to think figuratively?
However, be that as it may, getting to my point here, as the photo below proves, there is no house to go to anymore. Of course, considering my family is long gone the loss of the building seems insignificant to me. Funny, even.
No doubt they’d laugh, too, if they saw this photo.
I’m sure that this just goes to show you something, but I’ll be darned if I know what that something is.
All I can tell you is this photo made me smile thinking about how everyone else shares lovely pics of the house they grew up in, but me? I have a photo of a blank space.
Question Of The Day:
Have you ever searched online for a photo of where you used to live? If so, what did you find? If you’ve never tried searching, why not?