tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post6642446797231625170..comments2024-03-19T09:47:02.249-05:00Comments on Say What?: Reminiscing...part 2Kevin Gilmorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07689287179985777963noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-54079558355787344442008-06-24T22:44:00.000-05:002008-06-24T22:44:00.000-05:00Lisa,I'd guess that I'm not the only sentimental, ...Lisa,<BR/><BR/>I'd guess that I'm not the only sentimental, reminiscent type in our family. I have a younger brother who has a better memory than I do for small details about our past. <BR/><BR/>It's amazing how much info you keep tucked away laying dormant until something causes you to recall it. That's what my strolls through my old neighborhood do for me.<BR/><BR/>Tim,<BR/><BR/>Thanks. I like these sort of posts better than when I'm ragging on the faa.Kevin Gilmorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07689287179985777963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-84567989949526295072008-06-24T21:05:00.000-05:002008-06-24T21:05:00.000-05:00Like the others I agree that you do a great job te...Like the others I agree that you do a great job telling your stories, Kev!<BR/><BR/>It seems evident that your reminiscences mirror many of our own childhood experiences and remind us of our past in addition to yours.<BR/><BR/>Much of what you've written here has reminded me of similar childhood memories of my own!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-64114615775157921742008-06-24T17:40:00.000-05:002008-06-24T17:40:00.000-05:00Thanks for answering about the number of bedrooms....Thanks for answering about the number of bedrooms.(I'm the anonymous poster who asked). I will soon have my fourth child(at the ripe old age of 41!) and we live in a three bedroom house-yes we are cozy. Wow your sisters got the master suite!<BR/>That is a great idea to see if you could have your mother tour the house . It will bring back so many memories.<BR/>Now I'm tempted to see if I can tour my old grade school, it will probably look a lot like yours, as it was built a few years earlier in 1962.<BR/>Do your siblings get sentimental about that house too? Again, seems like a nice neighborhood to grow up in.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-11753395562463355792008-06-24T14:32:00.000-05:002008-06-24T14:32:00.000-05:00Thanks for your kind words. The house we grew up ...Thanks for your kind words. <BR/><BR/>The house we grew up in had four bedrooms all on the upper level. Yes, there was some doubling up and in the case of my younger brothers and I the three of us shared a room for a while. Once my brother left for the Navy that opened up a spot and I was actually able to have my own bedroom by the time I was 11 or 12. My sisters shared the bedroom with the master bathroom while my folks shared one of the other larger bedrooms but without a bathroom.<BR/><BR/>It's my hope to someday bring my mother, who will be 80 this year, by the home for one last walk-through. I know she would love that as would I.<BR/><BR/>It was a great neighborhood to grow up in with lots of kids our age and plenty of new construction for us guys to play around in once the workers had gone home. There were also a couple nice size ponds which gave a kid plenty to do during the summer.Kevin Gilmorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07689287179985777963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-59811823858525411192008-06-24T11:41:00.000-05:002008-06-24T11:41:00.000-05:00I really enjoy reading your postings, especially t...I really enjoy reading your postings, especially the ones where you talk about your past. I first found this blog by doing a Google image search of Christmas 1967(my first Christmas) and I clicked on the picture of your family at the table. That led me to your family photo site which led me to your blog. Even though I was very young, I do have memories of the late 1960's-early 1970's and your old photos and home movies are exactly how I remember that time.<BR/>That looks like a fun neighborhood you grew up in, a lot like the one I lived in at that time. All the freshly mowed lawns made for some great pictures!<BR/>How many bedrooms did that house have? With six of you, there must have been some doubling, even tripling up!<BR/>Anyway, just wanted to say hi and keep blogging!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-2297153997416063972008-06-24T09:17:00.000-05:002008-06-24T09:17:00.000-05:00saeedi...thanks for your comments.It's so easy for...saeedi...thanks for your comments.<BR/><BR/>It's so easy for us in this country to be comfortable in our lives and be ignorant about the hardships that others in the world are experiencing. I think that very few of us can begin to imagine how difficult life is for so many.<BR/><BR/>My wife and I sponsor several children from parts of Indonesia and Africa through Christian Children's Fund and World Vision. It's simply our way of giving back from our overabundance. An overabundance which when compared to poorer countries or those devastated by war leaves me wondering 'why me'?<BR/><BR/>16 years old must have been a difficult age to leave Iran and begin a new life. I'd be very interested in reading your thoughts about those transitions in your life. I'd also be interested in reading your thoughts about U.S. involvement in the Middle East. Oh, and any thoughts you have on cycling would be of interest as well. :)Kevin Gilmorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07689287179985777963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1212890428051515494.post-55466837787968355322008-06-24T04:53:00.000-05:002008-06-24T04:53:00.000-05:00Why I sit here and read your postings and reminisc...Why I sit here and read your postings and reminiscing about your past intrigues me I don't know. I read every paragraph and look at every picture with an intent as if I'm looking back at my own past... Kevin, you articulate your stories well and keep your reader highly interested.<BR/><BR/>I did the same with my wife a couple years ago on a visit to New Hampshire from California. She had not been there for 9 years and we drove around doing the same as you did. Why listening to her stories as does yours make me feel as if it was my own past and history, even though I did not live in the U.S. is probably because I will never be able to see the places I grew up.<BR/><BR/>30 years ago, I left Iran as a 16-year old as the turbulent times in the U.S. history and relationships with foreign countries were to be tested. Carter was president and the administration thought the Shah was getting too powerful, so they deposed him and brought in Khomeini. This i not a political diatribe, but what I mean by all this is it was a difficult time for us as we escaped ad many of my father's friends remained behind, unbeknownst to them to later be imprisoned due to their relationships with the previous government and then finally executed by the new regime. I have never returned even though many of my classmates, whom I retain close contact with have gone back for visits. Nothing remains of the past. Tehran has become overpopulated and our homes were torn down to build high-rises all over the polluted city. I doubt the world scene will ever become peaceful enough for me to feel warranted a return visit.<BR/><BR/>As such, I relive my childhood memories in a different way.<BR/><BR/>As sad as things have changed for you (closed down shops), memories with your father, etc. be content in what you do still have in those visits.Steve Saeedihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13802794238665955118noreply@blogger.com