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[OT] end of an era

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John F. Eldredge - 12 Sep 2004 03:28 GMT
I made a bittersweet discovery this afternoon.  I decided to drive
through the neighborhood where my parents used to live, and
discovered that their former house has been torn down.  They lived in
that house for 25 years, up until their deaths, about six months
apart, in 2001.  This was longer than either of them ever lived in
any other house, or indeed in any other city, in their lives.  I also
lived in that house from 1976 up until I bought my current house in
1992, longer than I have ever lived in any other house.

The demolition of the house wasn't a complete surprise.  They were
renters, not home-owners, for their entire stay in the house.  Their
original landlord was the Oman Construction Company, whose
headquarters was behind the house.  Oman later sold their property,
including my parents' house, to Hospital Corporation of America, and
HCA eventually traded the land to the Metro Nashville Board of Parks
in exchange for other land.  The former Oman office became Park Board
headquarters.

The Park Board had told my parents that they would likely be the last
residents in the house, as the Park Board had gradually been phasing
out various residential properties that they owned.  After my father
died, and my sister and I continued renting the house for several
months while sorting out the estate, it stood vacant for three years.
The neighborhood in question is near Vanderbilt University, about
three miles from the central business district, and numerous houses
in the neighborhood have been torn down and replaced by apartment
buildings and townhouses in the last few years.  I suspect that this
is what will probably happen to the lot where my parents' house had
been.

This isn't the first time that I have found that a former house no
longer exists.  A house that I lived in for three years as a teenager
no longer exists.  I had stronger sentimental ties to this house,
however, including the fact that my mother died in this house, and I
will have both good and bad memories (mostly good) of this house for
the rest of my life.

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Karen Chuplis - 12 Sep 2004 03:30 GMT
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It's amazing how attached we can be to a place *even* with bad experiences.
I sympathize.
Sherry - 12 Sep 2004 05:08 GMT
>This isn't the first time that I have found that a former house no
>longer exists.  A house that I lived in for three years as a teenager
>no longer exists.  I had stronger sentimental ties to this house,
>however, including the fact that my mother died in this house, and I
>will have both good and bad memories (mostly good) of this house for
>the rest of my life.

I'm sorry, John.It is very sad to see the place where so many childhood
memories were. The little house my parents built when they married, and we
lived in from the time I was born till I left home was torn down too. I kept
one of the light fixtures and put it in my house.

Sherry
Yoj - 12 Sep 2004 05:48 GMT
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> than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria

I can see how that would be very painful.  I had an experience that
wasn't exactly similar, but there is a connection.  Before I was two
years old, we moved into a house in East Los Angeles.  I lived there
until I got married, a few months before my 21st birthday.  My parents
moved a few years later, but, as you can imagine, I had a lot of
memories invested in that house.  A few years ago, I went by the house
when I was in the area.  The side of the house and the garage face onto
an alley.  That entire side of the building was covered with graffiti,
and there were old junkers in the large front yard.  I wished I hadn't
driven by.  :-(

Joy
Adrian - 12 Sep 2004 16:50 GMT
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> This isn't the first time that I have found that a former house no
> longer exists.  A house that I lived in for three years as a teenager
> no longer exists.  I had stronger sentimental ties to this house,
> however, including the fact that my mother died in this house, and I
> will have both good and bad memories (mostly good) of this house for
> the rest of my life.

Houses hold a lot of memories. My great aunt rented her house for over
60 years, my mother lived there for a while from the age of three and I
spent many happy days there as child. It feels very strange now when I
drive past knowing stragers live ther now. My great aunt now lives in a
home, she will be 99 next month.
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A house is not a home, without a cat.

Christine Burel - 12 Sep 2004 18:19 GMT
I'm sorry, John; I know this must've been very hard to view.  Thinking of
you.
Purrs,
Christine
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