Seventeenth of a Million Memories

Kristina asked me to take her and her friend to Yorktown Beach today.  Honestly, it’s several miles from our home and I was pretty pooped from enjoying the morning and early afternoon at Busch Gardens with my precious Harper Bear (and her mom, of course)!  

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Harper loving the ride Li’l Clydes at Busch Gardens today (Williamsburg, Virginia)

The more I thought about taking them to Yorktown, the more I decided I wanted to go; you see I grew up in Yorktown.  Driving to Yorktown Beach would offer me the opportunity to drive by the home where I grew up (and my parents built in 1964).  Not only do I have amazing memories growing up in our home, but I also have great memories of our neighborhood.

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Our home in Edgehill, Yorktown, Virginia

Driving through the neighborhood reminded me of many wonderful memories:  the days we rode our bikes (for hours on end).  I remembered the time it flooded and we rode our bikes through the standing water on Grafton District Road.  I remembered Halloween trick or treating for hours; running the entire night!  I remembered the times it snowed and we got to stay home and play outside all day!  

I passed by homes of friends growing up:  the Mayton’s, the Sundy’s, the Sweeney’s, the Labowski’s, the Athey’s, the Wilson’s, the Kopcaynski’s;so many amazing memories!  What a wonderful trip down memory lane.

Not to mention, I wanted to take/post a photo of our home, in the event my birth mom agrees to communicate with me on Monday.  I want to direct her to my blogs to see/read the posts of my amazing childhood!

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