@cherrie,
This will take some cogitating.
Arizona - we stayed with a friend of ours in Phoenix for a few days when she was working in an internship there and then we all drove to see Taliesin (neat), Arcosante (eh!) and and Sedona (woo, woo).
- another time, met husband's relatives in the Phoenix area. The women urged me to leave off talking with the men in the kitchen about construction so they could nab me in the living room to see, I dunno, if I could knit. First time into that women and men in different rooms business.
- another time went to a friend's wedding in, yes, Phoenix.
Adds, passing through the Phoenix airport a long time later, JLNobody met me for a few minutes while I changed planes. That was just great. We're long time friends now.
California - lived there 40+ years, mostly in Los Angeles area.
Colorado - it doesn't count, but we did tow a car across the continental divide. My mother was not happy.
Idaho - visited for my "hundred year old aunt's" memorial, anext to Lake Pend Oreille. Turns out it was a sort of crossroad of my family in that my father's slightly older brother had been born in Idaho, as were parents of my husband's parents. But I was only there for about four days.
Illinois - lived in Evanston, the first suburb north of Chicago, from the time I turned nine until I left about to turn fourteen.
- went back in 2006, both to see Evanston one more time, and one of my childhood friends from there, and then to stick around for the 2006 Chicago a2k get together. Wonderful, of course.
Iowa - spent time at some ranches when my dad was filming an industrial picture and I was part of the crew (I think to show me the world and keep me out of the convent, since I had signed up for it at the end of my senior year in high school. It worked.) Spent time filming in the Sioux City Stockyards and some time in Davenport, Iowa. Don't remember Davenport, do remember liking what I saw of Sioux City.
Massachusetts - mother's family was centered on Watertown, across the Charles River from Boston. I was there to visit family when I was living with my parents in NYC; an older cousin of mine in Boston was getting married.
A zillion years later, I took my mother back there for a visit after my father had died. That trip was when I caught on to how confused she was getting - the start of what would be alzheimer's.
Nebraska - similar to my Iowa time, same trip - we stayed in Omaha, filming in the stock yards; also several ranches. I remember liking the drive, up and down rolling green hills in the summertime.
Nevada - the film crew stayed there on our way home from the industrial picture trip, but only one night so it doesn't count.
I did go with my smart ass group of girl friends (SAG) back when we were in our twenties and that was a longer visit.
Went to Vegas with my husband as part of a check out Vegas and the Mojave desert on the way back type trip. No gambling by me on either of those trips (I had seen my father lose what he had won on that earlier trip), 1 quarter in slot machine each trip, but when I was with my husband, we did a lot of photographing of neon outdoor displays.
New Mexico - live here now, since late 2005. Beautiful state. I'm a fish out of water.
New York, New York - lived in the Bronx with my parents for one year, then my father got the job in Chicago. My memories of that year are all just plain wonderful. The big ships (that was 1950), Macy's toy department, the world's largest 5 & 10, the ice skaters at Rockefeller Center, shopping at Kleins with my mother and our neighbor Mildred, the Automat, Schrafts, the subway!, the Howdy Doody Show (that was in the studio of where my father worked), the George Washington Bridge, so beautiful.
I was back for a visit later with my parents, forget why, but we stayed a few nights in a hotel across from what my child's mind remembers as the oldest Pharmacy in the U.S. I remember the big glass jar of horehound candy there, which I'd never heard of before.
And later still, with my mother, on that dismal trip to get her back to see Boston. I couldn't do much in our short time, watching out for my mother; left her in the entry area of the Met and went into the hallway and just looked. That's why I was so glad to get back to NYC in 2003 - that trip with my mother was in 1969. Did meet a childhood friend; she and her husband took me out for dinner (mother still in room).
The 2003 trip is well annotated here on a2k, something like Osso in New York.
Ohio - lived in Dayton, a stone's throw from Wright Field, between age 1 and 5. I remember learning to shovel some snow with the fireplace shovel. And liking turkey sandwiches after Thanksgiving.
Oklahoma - visited my aunt and uncle there when I was four. He showed me how to crank ice cream (I think he helped me turn the crank). He worked at Douglas. Died not long after that, so I'm glad I have that small good memory.
Oregon - have had a few friends there. Went to visit one in Eugene, gah, back in the late 60's or early 70's. She took me to see the shore and also the nearby mountains, where we went to the rodeo for a while, town called Three Sisters after the mountain shape.
Vermont - during the NYC days, we visited my school friend who lived in our apartment building at the place they always stayed in Vermont, and stayed over. It was some, uh, resort by Lake Bomisine. Probably less than two days. I think we were on our way up to Canada. Doesn't count.
Virginia - we lived there a couple of months, in Alexandria, when my father was reporting in Washington. That's when I remember riding a tricycle, and getting a wonderful coloring book at a drug store in Fairfax.
Washington - been to Seattle a few times on my way to somewhere else (Idaho, New York City). Stayed with A2Ker Piffka, met her husband, her great horse, her dog (was it one or two, I think two, Chows). We met with Jeanne de Seattle (she met us at the airport) and had lunch at her house. Also met and went to a Seattle museum with a2ker Peace and Love). These trips are a little mixed up in my mind, what happened which time. Stayed right by the airport once - I think that was coming back from Idaho. It was all good though. Piffka took me all around the place, Pike's Market, a ferry ride, to their favorite local restaurant, on and on.
Wisconsin - stayed a week at Lake Tomohawk with my parents and one of my neighbor playmates. We went fishing. We got our lines caught, but she was the one that snagged the fish, a dogfish shark.
- stayed a weekend with the girl scouts camping at some .. girl scout camp place.
That's it. That'll teach you, Tsar, to ask an oldie...
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