Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Old Post Commenter
Today I received a neat comment on an old post. Someone had done a search on "Walter Reed, Woolwich", and my blog post "Walter Reed's Gulf Station", came up.
I'd had another comment on it prior to this one from someone who had lived across the road from this man and his Gulf station. I had asked the commenter if they were perhaps a daughter of Carla, who was a good friend of mine who lived down the road from me. I had heard from someone that she got married and lived in the house across from Walter and across from where I had lived as a child, just down the road from her old house. This person was not Carla's daughter, though. She gave me more information and her sister emailed me later, too, with a picture.
But on Monday night, lo and behold, Carla's son, who no longer lives in Maine, commented on my post! He was the one searching for information on Walter Reed.
Unfortunately, I've lost contact with Carla and her family. We spent summers playing out in the fields behind our houses and in the great big barn she had at her house. We rode imaginary horses and played school. I got stung by a bee on top of my head in the old dairy barn! It was her house I was riding my bike home from when the bats seemed to be (really were!) chasing me (The Feeling of Bats).
I am so thrilled with this contact from the past! What a neat thing this blogging is! You never know where it will lead!
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I remember your post about that old station. My Uncle Bill ran a station & it so reminded me of him. What a great thing this blogging is for sure. I'm glad you got the comment!
ReplyDeleteSometimes when a post is old, people may come across it, but they no longer comment. I guess they think it is old business? I'm so thrilled he took the time to comment!
DeleteThat's so cool. How fun.
ReplyDeleteIt really was SO very cool! It made my day.
DeleteSo interesting the connections we make - new ones, and then finding old ones.
ReplyDeleteRemember the old Girl Scout song? "Make new friends, but keep the old, One is silver and the other gold."
DeleteMaking connections can be so rewarding. Finding an old contact is priceless!
ReplyDeleteIt was a very nice surprise!
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ReplyDeleteRiding imaginary horses
across fields of memory
you stopped for hay and water
as I kept galloping into the years ahead
as if I thought for sure you would keep up
and it was only later that I realized
I should have stopped and waited.
-Kevin
This is priceless, too! Perfect! Exactly what happened and happens still.
DeleteI often think of the blogging, Twitter, FB, communities as magical. They bring together people from the past and future. They broaden our connections. Writing has powers that we often do not anticipate. My old friend I wonder about is Dolly. She moved to Texas when I was in the second grade.
ReplyDeleteYou never know! Maybe Dolly will do a search one day... or one of her children will!
DeleteI;m with you Donna. I love getting comments on old blogs. It's fun to go back and reread the post and see what I was trying to communicate. I try to do it myself when I visit someone's old post. You just never know if they see it.
ReplyDeleteEvery once in a while I go back into old posts on other blogs, too, looking for one that may not have a comment and putting one in. I always hope they have email notification on, as I do, so they will be able to tell that someone stopped by!
DeleteYou just never know what will pop up in your email. What a great connection!
ReplyDeleteReally amazing!
DeleteNeat! It's so serendipitous how things work out sometimes! :)
ReplyDeleteYes, isn't it?!
DeleteWow....how cool! Your childhood sounds a bit like mine...and then I see the pictures of your cats...and Noah looks just like my Star (who died in October at the age of 23) and the other kitty looks like my Nimbus who I just wrote a blog about! I am going to go check our your post about Walter Reed's Gulf Station right now. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/
ReplyDeleteOkay, I just checked your Easter Finery blog post...and loved the picture. I remember the Easter bonnets and gloves and black patent shoes. In 1964 I would have been 13. Love your posts. Jackie
ReplyDeleteI would have been 13, too, 14 in October! So we were definitely doing the same stuff!
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