I don’t know which of the houses in town was the one my dad grew up in. It might have been this one, with the arched arcade of a porch.

Branson, Colorado
photographed 9.5.2016

Posted on December 5, 2016, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.

  1. Looks a tad abandoned, but interesting….


  2. And you are a part of his hopes and dreams, you were both blessed with each other I suspect.


  3. From this vantage point it looks like a property with interesting features.


  4. Do you have old photos that suggest this might be his place?


    • No, I really don’t. Those arcades and the light on them caught my eye – that’s all that happened.

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      • That is a shame. Still captured a “memory” for you in a way.


      • Yes, it did.

        While we were there, I had a chat with three men riding motorcycles cross-country; they asked me to take their picture in front of the stone jail in Branson.

        About two months later, I was at my cousin’s funeral (my dad and her mom were siblings) and I was visiting with her brother, who lives in Georgia. Turns out that among other things, he teaches road safety classes to groups of these long-distance motorcycle riders. I told him about my chat in Branson (where both of our parents were from) and he said, “Yes – Branson is a regular stop on the cross-country routes.” It was…disconcerting.

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  5. Love it! Sorry to bombard with comments all at once –


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