Wednesday, June 07, 2017

Remembering Big

The old high school from which I graduated burned over 20 years ago from mysterious causes. But the floors in the structure were made of heart pine. Every month or so, the maintenance man would mop them with linseed oil to keep them from rotting.

All that's left standing is the old gym that was built in the 30s by the Civilian Conservation Corps. And the entryway to the Watkins Field where the Bulldogs played home-games on Friday nights during the fall.

I first started going to football games when I was in grammar school. A herd of us kids from the community walked the two miles to the September games, but once the temps dropped, we'd hound our parents until they took us.

The entryway to Watkins Field seemed as vast as the Coliseums I'd read about in ancient Greece. I hadn't seen the archway in over 30 years but when I drove by a few years back, I was amazed by how small it was.

Did you remember things as being much bigger than there were when you were a child? Or is that just me?


10 comments:

  1. I remember coming home from college and thinking my parents had shrunk. I always thought of my dad as a towering figure but he was only a few inches taller than me. Now that I'm older than he was then I notice I'm shrinking.

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  2. The same happens to me all the time.

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  3. Oh yes. When I was older I made my way back into the woods to show my wife where I used to SWIM. I knew it was the same because it was bounded by rocks, they were just as I remembered them, but the 'swimming hole' wasn't much bigger than a big bath tub.
    I do love the picture and can imagine the memories it would bring back.

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  4. It's not just you Rick, I went back to the old neighborhood I grew up in a few years back and wondered how the streets we used to run up and down got so narrow, the house looks much smaller now also.

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  5. The house I grew up in also mysteriously shrank!!

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  6. I remember my one room school and it looked bigger when I was a child. Not only that... When my dad was 45, I fear that he was old and would die. I was seeing the world through the eyes of a child .
    Smiles & hugs

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  7. So true, things did look much bigger when I was young. And I remember the smell when they would oil those wood floors too.

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  8. My high school is a beautiful building built in the early 19600's. It would cost millions of dollars to build with comparable material today. Today it is a low-income housing facility. It is a good use for it but it breaks my heart to see it as anything other than a school.

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  9. That is supposed to built in the early 1900's. Fat fingers you know.

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