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Where Have All The Flowers Gone

It’s late, and I really have a few more things to do before I turn in for the night, but I wanted to get this post written while it was still fresh in my mind.

When I got out of the dreaded cubicle today, I had a few chores to run, that took me on roads that I haven’t been on in awhile, but that my car used to cruise on autopilot for years after work.  Today I was driving down Memory Lane.

I started back to work full-time when my youngest daughterwas two and my oldest was six.

During the summer months when they were a bit older, I always sent my daughters to day camp while my husband and I worked.  Before suburban sprawl took over and McMansions popped up everywhere, I used to drive them to camp in the morning along back roads.  We would pass cow pastures and duck ponds.  A few cars would be on the road.

We’d have to travel up a big hill, past more cow pastures, old-fashioned New England red barns, and one time a cow got loose in the middle of the road and I had to wait for it to cross before we could continue.  I once stopped the car to dig up Daylilies and ended up was a nasty case of Poison Ivy since I’m highly allergic to it.

Rumor had it that the swimming school and camp were built on an old Nike site, around the time of the cold war with Russia.  You could see for miles from the top of that hill, even though it was only about 10 miles out from the city.

My girls really enjoyed those days at camp, and at the conclusion, there was always a “campfire” and “skit night.” The girls went until they were old enough to be CITs – Counselors in Training.

When I’d get out of work, I’d head to pick them up, the route from my office to camp took me past cornfields.  I enjoyed the solitude.  One day I had to leave work early, because looking out the office window, I could tell we were going to have a horrific storm and it really looked like Tornado weather – very similar to 1979 when the then-last tornado hit Windsor Locks, CT.  I rushed to pick them up, and the camp staff had all the kids gathered for safety.  I picked them up just in time, and we beat-feet down the hill – there was a brook that always flooded if we didn’t make it down in time.  We had a heck of a time getting home.

So – today while I traversed that road once again, only this time on my way to go shopping at the now crowded, suburban sprawl mall that has overtaken the once tranquil, lazy back roads, I was on autopilot, once again.  The car drove itself, while my mind wasn’t seeing what my eyes were seeing as I drove.

The cornfields are no longer – replaced by an industrial building.  The turn to camp where the red barn and cow fields once were are now newly-built Over-55 adult-only condos.

I felt so sad driving along those roads – Memory Lane – how did my girls childhood go by so quickly?  The landscape has changed, and so has my life.

Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Girls have picked them every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time ago
Where have all the young girls gone?
Taken husbands every one
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?

Pete Seeger
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  1. It is amazing how time flies by in the blink of an eye. Those are great pictures and stories, and I bet your girls have wonderful memories of their childhood…no stupid condos can take that away.
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  2. That is such a thoughtful post — and true. I feel the same way here. I actually grew up in the town I live in now. I went away to college, lived somewhere else for a while and got married. When my husband got offered a chance to work in my hometown we moved here as a family. I can’t believe how things have changed and how some places of memories I had as a child have been replaced with the Suburban Sprawl. It is so sad that some of these places I will not be able to share with our daughter. :(
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  3. That is so sad. We have a lot of development around us as well. I guess it is “progress” but I do miss the trees, flowers, and old barns too.

    Coming over from SITS.

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  4. I just wanted to come and make a quickie comment!! Did you have to make me cry!! I am a nostalgia PRINCESS!!
    NOW *I* am gonna share with YOU friend!! YOU touched my heart and maybe we are kindred spirits. I sit here Crying..

    Please Read this on my Blog

    I pine away for Days gone by.. and I want those baby days back.. ughhhh I loved them so!!
    Hugs Friend!!
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  5. D w/ dsbooksnmore

    Aw yes, memories… We live in a small suburb town and I too am seeing lots of growth and progress in our area. Between that and the fact that I am getting older I have seen many memorable places torn down and replaced with newer and more modern establishments. Walking down memory lane with you has brought back many memories of my own of times gone by with our children when they were younger. And now… we walk down memory lane with our grandchildren. True, the lane is not the same, but non-the-less still just as good. Thanks for a wonderful read… awakened memories… and thoughts of future memories to come.
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  6. Things here in my area have changed a bit, but it’s for the better. But with my daughter’s wedding coming up, I’ve been going down memory lane too. It feels just like yesterday that she was just learning to walk and now she’s walking down the aisle.
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  7. I remember when they turned Sauk Trail road into a 4 lane road between Park Forest and South Chicago Heights. I was so mad. There’s a lot of “progress” around here, but with our serious train problems, the progress is only making traffic worse.
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  8. I guess we all have a memory lane to go down… I have a lot of good memories from my childhood. My daughter is one now and I’m ALREADY feeling sadness at what is gone. I looked through a year’s worth of photos and videos this last week and it had me sooo wistful. I miss it already! I know I have good things ahead, though. :-) Thanks for sharing! (Came from MBC)
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  9. Ahh your memory lane sounds much the same as mine… were once there wre farms and pasture, there is condos and apartments. Perhaps they saw the beauty too and hope to capture just a bit of it, but more likely the small farmers could not make a go of it, bought out, or bankrupt, selling land was their only choice.
    I hope there is still some green spaces left behind in the wake of all this so called progress.

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