DESERT HOME- Long Lost; Long Loved


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I remember when I lived here, now nearly 20 years ago. I miss Sandy Valley, Nevada, USA, still, after all these years, abd I proudly have the red-colored sand in my veins to prove my love for my old home.
I remember that, almost 20 years ago, there was an oat field where now there’s a resort; a great arrowhead field where there’s a golf course.
I remember how we all ran to our windows when anybody came down our street, and then rushed outdoors to wave to them.
I remember when we could park in the middle of the street and gab with our friends for hours before somebody came along and one of us would have to move to let him or her though. Or maybe they wanted to talk, too.
I know that things always change, but I never want to go back to Sandy Valley, because if I don’t go back, it will never change in my mind and heart.
DS 11 June 2011
Rich, warm days, followed by crisp nights when the sun sets; that’s how it is in the Desert, except in cities, where buildings, cars, people combine to keep the temperature high day and night.
~ This is what I saw when I rode the motorcycle home from swing shift. First a fantastic sunset. Then the stars absolutely broke through in their eagerness to shine. This is the moon in the West, and the “stars” scattered down in the valley are the scattered lights from the wonderful, under-populated little valley.
Sandy Valley was half ghost town, part gold mine that was used on and off to scam people into buying shares, an old American Indian salt mine, deserted except for animals. Part of the Lewis and Clark trail runs through a corner of the valley- one of their side trips.
~ I heard that Town moved to Sandy Valley. It’s become a part of Las Vegas, which is only 45 miles away, but used to be a completely different kind of civilization from ours: Golf Courses where there were oat fields. Ugly paved roads where there used to be just trails. Retirement Communities.
Golf carts. Building codes. More than just one cop living and working in the Valley. There is a saying: You can never go home again. It’s true.

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