tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post3894911473589959919..comments2024-01-15T23:18:44.218-05:00Comments on Cre8Tiva - A Creative Spirit Journeys Forth: Nothing Ever Stays the SameRebecca E. Parsons/Cre8Tivahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07232095697300045428noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post-49278821421363677092007-08-11T12:14:00.000-04:002007-08-11T12:14:00.000-04:00It is sad when places like that disappear. My life...It is sad when places like that disappear. My life changes so much, yet it's always a disappointment to return to places like this and find time hasn't stopped in my absence.paris parfaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05457437124988976587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post-84017131976825883612007-08-10T20:58:00.000-04:002007-08-10T20:58:00.000-04:00Ih, sigh.. Too wonderful. I grew up in the wrong e...Ih, sigh.. Too wonderful. I grew up in the wrong era for sure... My heart is in the past.... xoxoxoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post-15344032227385864502007-08-10T12:15:00.000-04:002007-08-10T12:15:00.000-04:00such lovely memories, the sands of your childhood ...such lovely memories, the sands of your childhood and all the images of times gone by. you were so lucky rebecca, living at the ocean enjoying the fun of summer beach!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post-71788252016944575512007-08-10T08:24:00.000-04:002007-08-10T08:24:00.000-04:00Oh you are showing the park where I got soaked to ...Oh you are showing the park where I got soaked to my underwear like 4 years ago! I luckily had some in the car and had to go change! Hope nobody saw me :(<BR/>We had dear old Opryland in Nashville and miss it so badly I could HURT somebody!! They tore down a very pretty and clean park to build a supermall called Opry Mills. I can't imagine that it draws more$ than the park did.ShabbyInTheCityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14091272622098491527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post-64047777037539101422007-08-10T08:23:00.000-04:002007-08-10T08:23:00.000-04:00Same thing happened to my husbands memories of Asb...Same thing happened to my husbands memories of Asbury Park.<BR/>It is nice to know you have Memories in Myrtle Beach. I have not been, but was included in an art show there at a Museum, a few years ago. I was curious about it. So thanks for talking about it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8418164541770037943.post-62229920432739544322007-08-10T08:14:00.000-04:002007-08-10T08:14:00.000-04:00There were no amusement parks where I grew up. Ho...There were no amusement parks where I grew up. However, when I was 7 my GGM took me to L.A. to visit an aunt and uncle. I still remember my uncle taking me to the amusement park in Long Beach. I don't remember the rides but I can clearly picture the new white sandals I was wearing.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for prompting the memories.Darlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02729017606957829830noreply@blogger.com