I made loungewear for my granddaughters’ doll with matching robe. She looked at it, kissed me on the cheek and threw the doll on the sofa. All I could do was throw my hands up! All that work and she completely ignores the doll!
Over the weekend I asked my niece Stacie to record a song and post it to Facebook because I wanted to show her off. She agreed. I kept checking Facebook to see if she had placed the video out there and she hadn’t, instead she texted me to tell me to watch her live on this app called Periscope. She sent me her username and I searched for her. Unfortunately, where she was singing, a church, did not have a good connection so I was unable to hear her beautiful voice.
Immediately after the service was over, she sent me a text to say that she was going to be LIVE, in her car! I hurried and pulled her feed up and watched and listened as she serenaded me and others that joined the feed. I am a big fan of my niece, Stacie. I love to hear her sing. Her voice brings me joy and I find myself tearing up. I am going to try to place the link to her recording on Periscope so that you all can hear what I am talking about.
UPDATE – I tried to retrieve the video, but unfortunately, it is no longer available.
I am not sure if I am going to keep this app. I’m not to keen on watching someone live to just do weird stuff. I mean, all I have to do is watch the folks around here and I can laugh all I want. I guess for some, it’s okay, but for me, what am I doing that I have to broadcast it , LIVE?
Brown Grove is an area in the town of Ashland, Virginia that is mainly a black community. Lately, more white families have been moving in. Many of the residents are related in some way, by marriage or blood. Over the years, families have grown and some of the younger generation has moved away, leaving the older people and the ones that refuse to leave. Recently, the county of Hanover approved a plan to bring stores and shops to the area, in the Brown Grove community. It started with building a school bus garage, then other businesses like Champion Windows, an RV dealer and recently, Harley Davidson built a new facility in that area. Bass Pro Shops moved in across Lewistown Road, along with Bojangles, Wendy’s, Dunkin Donuts, Subway, and several other stores.
I remember traveling that stretch of road between Route 1 and Ashcake road, and looking at the numerous houses along the way. Children playing outside, riding bikes, having family cookouts during the summer or snowball fights during the winter. At any time you can see someone walking the road, heading across the bridge to work at the TA truck stop (aka Speed & Brisco), or going to the Shell station for beer and cigarettes. Sometimes just to get to someone’s house. For the most part, this has been a quiet area. Except for the occasional uproar, there was no trouble here. We lived on a dirt road that sometimes the kids would all get together and have go-cart races from one end to the other. When we had cookouts on that road, there would be cars parked from the house that was having it to the end. We moved out the community because of the Air Park extension of the runway for the planes. But, our hearts will always be in that neighborhood.
I know that things have to change in order for the community to grow, but it seems that everything I remember about the neighborhood is disappearing. They are also talking about hotels that are going up, how many is anyone’s guess. It seems that the black neighborhoods are disappearing all over the U.S. If there is what they consider to be prime real estate that would be great for a Walmart, Lowes, Target or some other big store, they will do what they can to take it, purchase it and run the occupants out. Yeah, I’m feeling a little upset about it! All of this reminds me of the phrase, “You can never go home again.” In some cases, that is very true!