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September 27, 2007
Back from Purgatory
The Bug and I just spent five days in the foothills of the Adirondacks, visiting my father and stepmother in the bucolic little town I grew up in. Of course that bucolic little town is now bursting at the seams with meth dealers, drug addicts, loonies, and all manner of other people you wouldn't want to spend much time with. Decades of economic and social decline have left it a place full of nostalgia and little else of note. Up on The Hill, as we've come to call it, though, it's very easy to relax and feel like you're on vacation in the picturesque Adirondack foothills, especially this time of year.
The view from my parents' back deck:
The Bug got to spend time with her cousins, I got to catch up with my many cousins and relations at the family wedding we attended on Saturday, and I was again reminded that although I love my family fiercely, I am very glad that I live 700 miles away. Being shouted at to "Get off my Liberal high horse" when I whined that I don't care for Bill O'Reilly's voice was just the tip of the iceberg. Years of family-of-origin psychopathology come bubbling to the surface on every one of these extended trips "home," ending in tears of every emotion from frustration to love and hate and back on the car ride back to Albany airport. But as always, I put it all out of my mind and the pathos fades with the scent of cigarette smoke as I wash and re-wash every article of clothing in my well-traveled suitcase.
It's good to be home.
Posted by mwashburn at September 27, 2007 08:10 PMPosted to True Stories
Comments
It was good to see you, though I am sad we couldnt spend more time together. (Damn my sinus infection) I myself live only an hour from Hell and I hardly ever go there. It is good for memories, you are right. Some of my fondest are of The Hill. Miss you muchos- xo R
Posted by: Robin at September 29, 2007 11:07 AM