Thanks to my girl Irene, I got to spend last weekend in my parents' hometown. I love visiting that little place. I always feel incredibly relaxed and happy when I am there. I don't know if it is because I am surrounded by family or if it's the small town feel or the beauty but all of it wraps me in warmth. I could shoot that town all day long. I opted for a few shots of the hills awash in sunset color and some shots of the high school my parents attended. I love the idea of them running around on that field as kids. Actually I think half of my family ran around on that field as kids.
This was the most surreal hour and a half of the whole trip. We made our way out to Howard Air Force Base (which is no longer an AFB) and found our old house. Just looking at the photos I get emotional all over again. Not that I broke down crying or anything but it was really weird standing in a place that holds so many memories. Here is me freaking out that we found it!!! Our old Street! Coffey Avenue! Exploring the old digs! This stairwell led up to the door in the kitchen. It was a little creepy so I just filmed from where I was. :-/ I don't do creepy. Here we are in front of 60A Coffey Ave! That "hill" behind my mom seemed so much bigger when we lived there. I remember my dog running down it and tripping, which led to a head over heels tumble that still makes me laugh when I think of it. And that fence used to be a favorite spot for three toed sloths to hang out. While I don't r
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