Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Literally Running down Memory Lane

I am in Waxahachie (my hometown) visiting my parents for a few days of spring break. Not to get behind in my running, I joined my dad and his friend James for their morning run. Well, they ran their own route and I ran mine;) Anyways, lots of crazy thoughts and memories filled my 57 minute run this morning. For those Hachie readers I started at Getzandaner Park and went on the new trail for about 5 miles...

1. I started at THE park of my childhood. I remember playing here as a child, on the swings, on the merry go rounds, racing thru the trees with my friends. Lots of birthday parties, dance recitals at the Chautauqua Auditorium, hikes thru the trails, cheerleading pictures days, etc.

2. Along the trail and around the corner is Waxahachie Cemetery...which used to be a scary place. I ran by the house next to the cemetery and as an adult, am quite sure that normal people probably live there. I ran by the grave of my highschool sweetheart Drew. He was killed in a car accident at Christmas our Sr. year and the patch of grass in front of his headstone caught many of my tears.

3. Beyond the cemetery was Richards Park. Home of Waxahachie Indian Baseball. As a child I would go to the park with my best friend Gretta because her older brother played ball...in those days we socialized behind the locker rooms rather than watch the games:)Into high school, lots of springs were spent in the stands cheering for friends and boyfriends. Senior year I did stats for the team and spent a good bit of my time in that dugout with those smelly ball players. Wonder if Coach Midkiff ever figured out I had no clue what pitch was being thrown (I did the pitching stats), but that his son, Jason was my sidekick, and told me every time:)

4. Past the ballpark and close to downtown...what a unique little square. I could see the famous courthouse that many correlate with Waxahachie...I remember field trips there as a child learning all the details of how it was built and the stories of the faces around the building. I remember coming home from A&M and seeing that courhouse from I-35 and knowing that I was "home".



All of these memories came to me thru my run and made me appreciate this little town even more.


8 comments:

Michelle said...

This makes me want to move back to town! We made a QUICK trip there today for Kate's newborn pictures. There truly is no place like home!

Jenny Seymore said...

I wish you both (Michelle & Emily) would just give in and move back home!! It's funny that reading through your "jog" down memory lane made me do some of the same. It makes me feel old!!

Mary said...

Yeah, ladies, we ARE old. But life is better, isn't it? We don't have to be told which uniform to wear and we can have kids and take them to Waxahachie to visit and learn about where we grew up. We can still go to Whataburger but we don't have to worry about who we'll sit with :)

The Wests said...

You have such a neat hometown. Hope y'all have a great week there.

Emmy said...

Emily, that made my eyes water! I still love coming home, and no one I know as an adult has a "hometown" like Waxahachie. The Hatch is just always there for ya! (And if all of you girls feel old, I SURELY do.)

brickmomma said...

What a great post!!

And 5 miles - way to go!!!!

Lisa said...

Awwwah...that was great Em. It is a great litle town! Miss you

HaileyB said...

This is a great blog entry! I want a tour of The Hatch by you someday. Really!