Writer, marketer, columnist, author, photographer, birder, walker, hiker, husband, father, grandfather, brother, son, township trustee, converted Anabaptist, community activist, my life is crammed with all things people and nature and wonder. My late father gave me this penchant for giving and getting the most out of life, my late mother the courtesy, kindness, and creativity to see the joy in life. They both taught me to cherish the people I am with. I try and fail and try again.
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4 thoughts on “This Old House”
Time takes its toll on us all, eh? Reminds me of the old house by the Marina Road at Clendening.
What a cool looking old house. If only its walls could talk, what tales it could tell.
Imagine all the lives that where lived there and perhaps even a few that died there. It looks a bit lonely and sad, doesn’t it.
Thanks, Pamela. Yes, I thought the same things, all the stories and people that lived there, how alive it must have been in its glory, and now so still and silent.
Bruce
Time takes its toll on us all, eh? Reminds me of the old house by the Marina Road at Clendening.
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Wisdom here, lots of Wisdom.
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What a cool looking old house. If only its walls could talk, what tales it could tell.
Imagine all the lives that where lived there and perhaps even a few that died there. It looks a bit lonely and sad, doesn’t it.
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Thanks, Pamela. Yes, I thought the same things, all the stories and people that lived there, how alive it must have been in its glory, and now so still and silent.
Bruce
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