JLT

Mon May 12
This used to be my grandmother’s home. My mother sold the house recently, so I may never see it or New Mexico again. I have so many memories of this place… One summer I visited there, when I was about nine or ten years old, the place was overrun with grasshoppers. If you stood still long enough they’d hop on your shoulders. They were pests that ate their garden so my grandparents didn’t mind that I gleefully killed hundreds of them. My grandma used to fondly recall how tickled she was that I called it ‘Grasshopper City’ I am going to miss that home.

This used to be my grandmother’s home. My mother sold the house recently, so I may never see it or New Mexico again. I have so many memories of this place…

One summer I visited there, when I was about nine or ten years old, the place was overrun with grasshoppers. If you stood still long enough they’d hop on your shoulders. They were pests that ate their garden so my grandparents didn’t mind that I gleefully killed hundreds of them. My grandma used to fondly recall how tickled she was that I called it ‘Grasshopper City’

I am going to miss that home.