Returning Home
With dreams of conquering the world, I left Ballsville, VA in Powhatan County more than fifty years ago and never thought I would return on such a positive note as I did last weekend.
Some friends hosted a lovely, well attended book event in the home of one of the couples. The host and hostesses had lived up North for a number of years but had returned home to to live in this quiet community. Their house was overflowing with about 80 people occupying the family room, music room and dining room. It was diverse group – old, young, black, white, retirees, employees, etc. The array of tasty food and drink added to everyone’s enjoyment. I was surprised to see some of those in attendance such as the current pastor from the church I attended as a child, TV newscasters and a newspaper columnist from the city where I now live, and the daughter of the man who was postmaster at my childhood post office. The latter is a white lady, someone I would not have been allowed to socialize with as a child because of the segregation laws. She was so excited to know what had happened to me over the years. I saw people whom I had not seen in years and met many new people most of who had moved to the area subsequent to my leaving.
The event was planned for three hours but a small group of us lingered around for another couple hours reminiscing about our younger days in this little town. I was exhausted when I arrived home but the pleasantries of the day overshadowed my tiredness. The day was a blessing.
A special thanks to my friends for such a memorable day!
