tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post8642976477650540039..comments2024-03-16T08:31:34.210-05:00Comments on What A View!!! : Yes, You CAN Go Home AgainKarenInTheWoodshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05884478307015605168noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-73498771490499475132023-12-22T13:13:58.604-06:002023-12-22T13:13:58.604-06:00Hello, I was a friend of your Moms in grade school...Hello, I was a friend of your Moms in grade school. I lived up the street from her and Lois. My Mom was friends with your Grandma Beatrice and so I played a lot with Rita. Good childhood memories. I’m not on Facebook but my daughter shared this with me. You’re a wonderful writer. JudyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-19374916741661764892017-06-28T11:12:09.154-05:002017-06-28T11:12:09.154-05:00What a special journey back. I am so behind on my...What a special journey back. I am so behind on my blog reading. Loved your story. How nice that the new owners had you over and you were able to relive those special memories. I've thought of you a few times as our travels across the mid-states have brought us up in the mountains and other places where there were some very old looms and spinning wheels. Many quilt squares on old barns too. Hang on to that special rock. I've got a stone from my Nonna's home in Italy where 500 years of our family came from. The tiny town is abandoned now, she was the last one to live there before coming to the US. I brought back a stone for all of our family members to have a little piece of Nonna. I treause that too.DebbieMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14098946439067724168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-38308867951740520832017-06-27T08:08:29.519-05:002017-06-27T08:08:29.519-05:00I so enjoyed this post..... what special memories ...I so enjoyed this post..... what special memories you have and how sweet this couple was to allow you to relive them during your visit. Wonderfully written and thoroughly enjoyed your journey through your old home. Cheri (Blackledge) Peinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06358083803769084618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-61765408675171889942017-06-27T06:15:29.141-05:002017-06-27T06:15:29.141-05:00Yes you can go home again,you just have to bring y...Yes you can go home again,you just have to bring your memories into the present.We didn't realize we were making memories,we just knew we were having fun....thanks for the memories!Yankeeflyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07460837378837919603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-57625463965694914652017-06-26T22:33:23.553-05:002017-06-26T22:33:23.553-05:00What a wonderful visit and lots of memories of a l...What a wonderful visit and lots of memories of a long ago timeJOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05658713978278693047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-63847903067690512462017-06-26T20:44:22.031-05:002017-06-26T20:44:22.031-05:00Yup.. you are the same age at my older brother, St...Yup.. you are the same age at my older brother, Steve Bicigo (nicknamed Butch) ...he was pals with Tim Greniere (sp?) and he also chummed with one of the Fox boys (I knew the twins my age). I think he also liked a girl named Toni Bell? We moved away when he was in 7th grade. <br />KarenInTheWoodshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05884478307015605168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-58026182669152740812017-06-26T20:28:06.360-05:002017-06-26T20:28:06.360-05:00So happy you visited your old home. I also grew up...So happy you visited your old home. I also grew up in Cedarburg. We had a chance to go back and visit with our kids and grandkids a few weeks ago. I lived at 303 S. Washington Avenue until middle school. A lovely two story red brick house just across the street from St. Francis Borgia. I ended up moving to the Town of Cedarburg and then the Town of Jackson. I graduated in 1976 from the high school in Germantown. I do remember when your little sister died. It was tragic. I vaguely remember a Steve Bichigo. I guess he was your brother? I now live in Texas, but we were so lucky to grow up in Cedarburg! Best wishes! Renee Hilgendorf Townsend Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12228618713223898553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-50419921120458797912017-06-26T17:54:08.419-05:002017-06-26T17:54:08.419-05:00My growing up address was 898 too!My growing up address was 898 too!Flowergirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05668010192577906250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-70454805392551813682017-06-26T16:53:42.455-05:002017-06-26T16:53:42.455-05:00So glad you are feeling better! What a wonderful ...So glad you are feeling better! What a wonderful opportunity to visit your childhood home. I always enjoy your blog.JoammeGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05997935629263038697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-47999932848260784132017-06-26T16:15:53.159-05:002017-06-26T16:15:53.159-05:00We all have our time machines.
Some take us back.
...We all have our time machines.<br />Some take us back.<br />They're called Memories.<br />Some take us forward.<br />They're called Dreams.<br /><br />Jeremy Irons British Actor 1948<br /><br />Welcome Home!<br />Be Safe and Enjoy!<br /><br />It's about time.Rick and Kathy Rousseauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05187734210342762674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-38934643500438617152017-06-26T13:50:33.508-05:002017-06-26T13:50:33.508-05:00I also wore the same haircut. It must have been p...I also wore the same haircut. It must have been popular back then. I can understand the emotions of the visit, a few years ago I was able to go through my grandmother's house. So many memories. Thank you for taking us along on your trip. Ladytatshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13333655818263465112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-83984169120560330542017-06-26T13:48:12.994-05:002017-06-26T13:48:12.994-05:00Thanks for the memories. I wonder what my childhoo...Thanks for the memories. I wonder what my childhood homes look like now? And how long it will take me to get the song Found a Peanut out of my head? :)Linda Sandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12734450335251336493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5557714217455633171.post-23920717568807196922017-06-26T13:02:24.630-05:002017-06-26T13:02:24.630-05:00What a fantastic visit! Not many people get to do ...What a fantastic visit! Not many people get to do that unless family still lives in the home. My brother still lives in the house where we lived as kids. Also, talk about parallel lives....you and I had the same hairdo as kids, the picture of that kitchen could have been my mother-in-law's except her countertop was red, I currently live in a small house that used to be an old country schoolhouse, the lock on the door in that picture is exactly like the one on the front door of the first house we lived in after we got married. Oddly enough, I have a jewelry box I've had for years that looks an awful lot like yours. <br />QuiltinLibraryLadyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16392850776832804028noreply@blogger.com