I'm not in Kansas anymore; nor am I in an area that doesn't seem familiar to me. I truly enjoyed the unexpected delights I witnessed as I drove across the country up to this point. I am home now; though home is still a few weeks away in St. Pete Beach, FL. They say home is where the heart is; so no matter what part of this beautiful country I traveled upon, I was home. Presently I am in Albany,NY at Jillian's and the bartender Trevor is making me feel right at home as I catch up on the day in sports and update wheresjohnny.us. Speaking of home; West Virginia lost to Syracuse at home 19-14 and it was the Mountaineers Homecoming Game. Go Figure! The Tampa Bay Rays lost all three playoff games at home and are eliminated from their World Series hopes. Home field advantage never felt so bad. It's not where you live; but how you live. It's not where you play; but how you play.
Growing up in Fairmont, WV was like riding a roller coaster. The seasons constantly changed as did the addresses. We moved around a good bit allowing me to make new friends in different neighborhoods; so when I come home I have some visiting to do. I seem to do the same things every time I come home; as well as eat at the same places (Yann's) with this visit being no different. There was something new to my arrival this time, something within myself that had me more relaxed, more eager to get as much done as possible. I wanted this trip down memory lane to be my most memorable; and it was. I wanted to change it up a bit; and I did.
My first day home I spent kayaking on Rock Lake with Autumn in full bloom as I prepared myself for a book signing that took place at the Marion County Library on Oct. 16th in front of family and friends that were unable to be a part of the one held back home in Florida. An overwhelming joy to present my alma mater Fairmont Senior High with a copy of Days In Collision. The only sadness was knowing that loved ones who have gone home to the heavens above were there in spirit, their presence and love felt. Past trips left me feeling empty when I would return; but not this time. I was able to reflect upon my life the way a tree sees itself through a still body of water; slightly distorted yet full of beauty. Memories of their smiles and sounds of my laughter reminds me that home is where the heart is. Speaking of laughter; my nieces Ashley,Keelie, and Zuriah brought me back to my childhood days of playing outside, getting dirty with no regard coming inside just in time to get ready for bed. I truly enjoyed every second. You girls be safe and clean your rooms. I stayed at Sis and Billy Reid's place the rest of the time making their home my home while in town. My sister Elsie's ashes are spread on top of the hill there where the deer and wild turkeys roam freely like the wind year round. I never felt closer to her than I do now as if we were little kids again. My inner child really stood out every morning when Lucky Dog would wake me up for a game of fetch with a frisbee that has seen better days. So; no matter your age we all must DREAM-CREATE-EXPLORE in order to feel like we once did when we too were younger, healthier, and innocent. Whether it be a yellow brick road, a plush sandy beach, or even a pothole invested street; remember, there is no place like home, there is no place like home, there is no place like home.
Brother, that was best post thus far!!!!! I really wish Clayton Louie and I were there with you; however, as you said; "we were there in your heart, mind, soul and spirit". Continue to keep shinning, because no matter where you are HOME IS WHERE YOUR HEART IS!!!!! We love and miss you very much. See you very soon. You're loving sister, Ang. Pange.ReplyDelete
My family and I meet Johnny as we walked a one mile trail along the Hudson River in New York this morning. How excited he was and full of spirit to visit a very special place in his families history. I took a picture of him with paddle in hand as he was setting out on the River to the Lighthouse. He happily shared with us the story of the Saugerties Lighthouse the place where his Great Grandfather was the last lightkeeper and where his Mother and Aunt had lived as small children. His smile, his joy for life, his spirit and his gift for sharing his thoughts was refreshing. We will not forget this meeting. There are just a handful of people that you randomly meet in life that just wake you up and he certainly is one of them. We wish him many blessing and a safe journey ahead in life. We'll be looking for you in Phila. Johnny and we will keep looking for your journey updates. Dianne, Sissy, Lynda and Sandy.ReplyDelete
Diane & family, I'm Johnny's Mom. I'm so glad he met your Family.....you have such kind words to say about my Son & he spoke memorably of all of you! Homer, Have fun & be safe!! :-) I.L.D...C-C! MuttiReplyDelete
Sis & Billy saw your pics of The Big Sky Ranch! They love them. Lucky misses you!! Me too....Mutti :-)ReplyDelete