Moving
Where we came from
For nearly a decade, we were the envy of our friends and family, having
purchased and lived in two brand new tract homes in the lovely suburbs
of Northern California, just a stone's throw from the San Francisco Bay Area.
It was the quintesential "American Dream": good schools, 24-hour
grocerie stores every other mile, a Barns and Nobel bookstore almost within
walking distance, shopping everywhere. Only it wasn't our dream.
In our dreams, I remembered the little ag town that we moved to in 1994. Peach
orchards and hay fields in the middle of a town surrounded by acres and acres of
sweet corn, tomatoes, strawberries, cherry trees, peaches, nectarines and apricots. From
the 25 or more farm and fruit stand could be had local raspberries, honey,
asparagus, onions and green beans in their season. A few hardy souls are still there,
working the land. But through the years the orchards and fields in town have been
replanted with cookie-cutter homes with no back yards; orchards on the edge of town
have been felled for shopping centers and a new WinCo. The population has soared
from a quiet 4,000 to over 40,000. They've built 2 new high schools in the last 5 years
and were working on another one when we were leaving. For the first time, there is
grafiti on the walls. The summer frogs and crickets are disappearing and their
calls are now drowned out by police and ambulance sirens in the night.
Where we almost moved to
Shortly after the turn of the century, we purchased 5 lush, green acres in the
gently rolling hills of central Tennesee. We would not move our high school kids
there, but it was a stake in the ground and a statement to my husband and I
that we would indeed someday leave the traffic and crowd of the suburbs for
greenere pastures. We worked, we ate, we slept, we went to high school football
games, changed the oil in the trucks, washed dishes - in short, continued on
with our cushy suburban life - but in the back of our minds, in binders and
computer files, we were slowly preparing for The Move. Vacations were spent
flying East to TN, books on the flora and fauna of that beautiful state were
bought from my favorite www.amazon.com. Websites
on chickens were bookmarked and information on TN driver's licenses were gatherered.
But that was years ago, and (as of March 2006) that property is now in escrow and soon to be
someone else's dream.
Click to find out about being In Transit.
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The American Dream
Suburbia USA, San Francisco Bay Area 2005.
Summer 2005
Nearly every weekend during the summer of 2005, we packed up the truck with one
more load of stuff to haul to NV and put into storage.
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