Ah, rest.

August 15 2005
Ok, I just had a burst of energy. I'll be checking EVERY friend who has updated since my previous response. It will take some time but, hey, give me a break.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, it is now story time (everybody circle around and listen heh..)

This past weekend I learned of my father's childhood. He took me to Hickory Hollow mall, but afterwards we ended up over near Hermitage, then over by the Old Hickory lake and the DuPont plant. This also happens to be where he was raised through alot of his childhood. He showed me his old house, his favourite hangouts and most of what he hadn't seen in 40 years, and it was a shame of what had happened to it. Once grand and lush farmland was now vaccant, overgrown fields barracaded off from the public with long rusty fences. His old house now condemned and falling down; his favorite tree struck by lightning and incinerated, just leaving a hollow shell of the decaying tree. Afterwards, we drove through Mt. Juliet to Lebenon. We ate at the only Pizza Hut in their town, and It was great. This is because they still have the big dine in restaurant with the salad bar (totally awsome). Afterwards we took Cainsville Pike all the way back to lascassas. Cooincidentally I used to live in this road, and got to see my old house... well, where my house USED to be: its now just an empty feild and lot. It got tore down last year. It didn't matter, I guess. Its a shame how much we phisically we lost of our childhood, but in the same sense, my father and I just realized how great our lives have become and how lucky and appreciative we really are of what we got now.

aryn greene

August 16 2005
oh yes, very much so.

Carly Gee

August 16 2005
you're so cool. my did grew up in Tin Can Hollow.. now he's an artist. the end. ♥