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<blockquote data-quote="1 Day At a Time" data-source="post: 252344" data-attributes="member: 3704"><p>My Dad was a professional athlete (AAA baseball) , so we moved frequently in my younger years. My favorite home, and the one where we lived the longest, was in Asheville, North Carolina a small town in the mountains of western North Carolina. </p><p></p><p>Baseball, especially in the minor leagues didn't pay much in those days. My parents rented a small stone cottage from a farmer and we were right in the midst of a big, working farm, way out in the country. I was an only child and I spent lots of wonderful time exploring the banks of the creek behind the cottage, tramping through the grazing areas of the cows and the mules , and bugging the farmers (who were an older couple, probably in their late 60's). I would terrorize the chickens (or was it the other way around <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> and help Mrs. Miller (the wife) churn butter every morning after the cows were milked. I also remember running around the fenced area where the bull grazed - I was terrified of him and am somewhat still afraid of bulls to this day. He was a package of fearsome energy. The amount of freedom that I had as such a young child was incredible. My Mom would literally push me out of the door in the morning, and I would only return briefly for lunch before the end of the day.</p><p></p><p>The farm was only one of many stops we made along the way before my Dad left baseball to go back to college as an adult. We moved to Raleigh in the eastern portion of North Carolina and the lifestyle there was quite different. After Dad earned his degree in mathematics he was hired by the Air Force to study weather patterns and we moved around into much more middle class settings. But I have to say that my favorite place was the little stone cottage on the farm by the creek. I hope to return to a similar place once husband and I retire!</p><p></p><p>Valerie</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="1 Day At a Time, post: 252344, member: 3704"] My Dad was a professional athlete (AAA baseball) , so we moved frequently in my younger years. My favorite home, and the one where we lived the longest, was in Asheville, North Carolina a small town in the mountains of western North Carolina. Baseball, especially in the minor leagues didn't pay much in those days. My parents rented a small stone cottage from a farmer and we were right in the midst of a big, working farm, way out in the country. I was an only child and I spent lots of wonderful time exploring the banks of the creek behind the cottage, tramping through the grazing areas of the cows and the mules , and bugging the farmers (who were an older couple, probably in their late 60's). I would terrorize the chickens (or was it the other way around :-) and help Mrs. Miller (the wife) churn butter every morning after the cows were milked. I also remember running around the fenced area where the bull grazed - I was terrified of him and am somewhat still afraid of bulls to this day. He was a package of fearsome energy. The amount of freedom that I had as such a young child was incredible. My Mom would literally push me out of the door in the morning, and I would only return briefly for lunch before the end of the day. The farm was only one of many stops we made along the way before my Dad left baseball to go back to college as an adult. We moved to Raleigh in the eastern portion of North Carolina and the lifestyle there was quite different. After Dad earned his degree in mathematics he was hired by the Air Force to study weather patterns and we moved around into much more middle class settings. But I have to say that my favorite place was the little stone cottage on the farm by the creek. I hope to return to a similar place once husband and I retire! Valerie [/QUOTE]
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