Just a small town girl....

This is the place where it all happened.

Home of the Hot Dogs (yes, im not joking)

Home of the Famous Hot Dog Festival (why not?)

Home of the movie “Blue Chips” with Shaq and Nick Nolte (Don’t worry, I didn’t see it either)

Home of the…well... little ole me!

Join me as I take you through Corn Town USA…

Our first stop is where it all started for me. This is my home that I lived in for 17 years. See the window right of the door. That was my room. This house was built in the 60's, and it was white painted paneling. In the 80's my dad turned this house around to what you see now. He sold the house in '95 Still makes me sad. He was an amazing craftsman. Minus the Cmas lights still hanging in the middle of AUG.

Now you see it....

Now you don't. This was my old elementary James Whitcomb Riley. The last oldest standing elementary in Ffort. This was torn down a couple of years ago. This school was exactly 2 blocks from my home. Those were the days where your mom let you walk to school as a kindergartner, with no worry's.

How times have changed.

This is the 6th grade Volleyball team at Riley.

We were the Riley Poets...

Makes you shake in your shoes, doesn't it?

Can you find me? : )

Number 31 was my bestie, 1st through HS and we played all through till we grad. Miss you Ann!

My middle school... My class was the first to come into this school. The second week we were there, they had to shut us down because of a pipe busted and flooded the main floor of the brand new school... The funny thing was...We were the "prototype for other schools to follow." WE felt special.

This Zit-like form of a monstrosity was my High school.

The best and the worse 4 years of my life.

Home of the Hot Dogs. I played Volleyball and ran Track here...

We were called the

LADY DOGS...

nice.

I learned to drive in this parking lot...Good times with my mom,

when I wasn't scaring her to death.

My social life wasn't much, which kept me out of trouble, but here is a few of the regular stops...

The STRIP.

Place to see and be seen. what do you do? you drive back and forth , up and down the road. Flip off a few, race, steal someones boyfriend...Not that I did any of those things.





Milky Way.

The only reason to ever go back to Frankfort.

My church. Where I learned what real sacrifice meant.



The END...





So whats up with the town you grew up in.

Its Show and Tell time...

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Until Later Friends...