Sometimes

Sometimes I like looking back. It seemed like all I ever wanted to do was get out of the small town I grew up in.  Yet, now, I find myself looking back.  I enjoy searching Ebay for things that have to do with my hometown.  I was excited today because I found a 1933 high school annual of the year mom graduated.  I have so little personal information of her from when she was a young girl.  My dad was the same, close mouthed.  I look occasionally for things about his hometown and did find my great uncle's post office.  Well it belonged to the government but he ran it and his house was right next to that.  To this day I can't stand the smell of tomatoes being canned because of my great aunt.  I suffer from migraines even as a child and on a visit out to Blandburg I had a doozy.  My aunt was preserving tomatoes and I laid on the back lawn with my head in the creek to one keep it cool and the other in case I lost what  little was in my stomach. lol   So sometimes it is nice to look back at all the people we loved in our life.