[Magdalen] Where is home? (was Re: RIP Dorothy Mengering, 95.)

[Jay Weigel]

My parents moved several times after I grew up, so I don't really have a
"home town", even. Madison, which is as much a one as I had,  has changed
so much I don't even recognize it, and I'd never move back. It takes itself
FAR too seriously now, and then there's the weather.....ugh. But in 2001, I
did get the special treat of getting to see the inside of the house I
(mostly) grew up in. We'd thought to only take pictures of the outside, but
the gentleman who lived there came out and asked why we were doing so, and
when I told him I'd lived there as a child, he invited us in for a
lookabout. He was a delighted to learn some history of the place, and
laughed uproariously at the story of my brother, the rubber band gun, and
the tomato soup. He was also pleased to learn that a wall which divided the
front bedrooms was not load-bearing. I was able to tell him that because
that had been a large single room when we lived there. They were thinking
of removing that wall. I don't know who put it up in the first place; it
wasn't my dad!

On Thu, Apr 13, 2017 at 11:44 PM, Cantor03--- via Magdalen <
magdalen at herberthouse.org> wrote:

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> In a message dated 4/13/2017 10:14:23 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time,
> jay.weigel at gmail.com writes:
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> When  your mom and dad are gone, you just know you
> can't go home again, wherever  home feels like it  is.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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> When I exited the family home in NW Wisconsin after my
> mother died in 1998, I knew that the curtain was closing
> on this haven that my father had built in 1914, and that life
> would never be the same.  Though I have driven past that house
> several times since, I would never enter it again since I want to
> remember it just as it was.  I will return a final time to my  home
> town in a little box.
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> David S.
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