maybe you can go home again

I grew up in Montgomery, Alabama and though it was the center of racial tensions in the south during much of my childhood, I don't really remember much from those times. I can remember riding the bus downtown. My mom would take we kids to the library every two weeks and we would savor books to check out. The art musuem was housed in the upper part of the building holding the library, so we would check out the artwork too.



We would also ride the bus downtown to shop before shopping malls took over the world. We had Belks and Kress. If we were good, we could have a soda at the Dixie Rexall.

During the summer, the Paramount Theater had the "Buddy Club" where they would show movies free for kids 12 and under. I can remember riding the bus downtown with my friends - can you imagine that now? *shakes head* The YMCA where I learned to swim was also on the bus route.

Montgomery has a rich history - a sometimes shameful history...but it's my hometown - a place to which I may return. Yesterday - I drove around to remember the good. I've changed a lot since I left Montgomery years ago - I changed into a big city girl. But there is good in a slower pace, family and friends, and love.

I'll leave you with this quote someone sent me this morning - It seems oh, so very appropriate:

Out of clutter, find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty, lies opportunity. ~~ Albert Einstein