Here’s today’s photo, taken in August 1972, when I was 7. Where were we? The Milhous Place. This is in Jennings County, Indiana, not far from where I grew up. It’s the remains of the home where Hannah Milhous grew up. Her grandparents arrived here in 1854. At age 12, she moved to California, where she later married Francis Nixon. Their son, Richard, became President of the United States.
This photo is a fun reminder of the many historical places our parents took my sister and me when we were growing up. I love how we’re holding the little bouquets and are even dressed patriotically (no doubt due to my mom’s prompting).
Today, I love history. I could spend hours just learning and soaking up knowledge. My sister, on the other hand, frequently shivers when a childhood historical visit is mentioned and goes on to tell how she dislikes museums and historical places (and she’s a teacher). I guess it just goes to show what a crapshoot parenting is. You never know what’s going to “take,” and what isn’t. You just pray and do your best.
What about you? Was your childhood full of history? Do you enjoy history today?