descriptive essay

Kyle Grimes

J. Murphy

English 51

Lido

So many luscious memories came to mind when I visited the old house I grew up in. I grew up on a street called “Lido” in Indio, CA. All of my memories of playing outside with neighbors on our swing set or riding bikes to getting ice cream and Mexican candy from the ice cream truck. I looked forward to play wrestling with neighbors and when we heard the ice cream truck coming we would all run inside and get money from our parents. Then we would run back outside to flag her down and I would always get Mexican candy with a Looney Tunes themed ice cream. First the sour and salty Mexican candy, then the ice cream to follow. And the eyes of the candy were blue gumdrops so I would have gum for afterwards. I have so many memories to cherish from when I was a child.
The first time I went back to visit my old house it was great. The yard was still well manicured, dark green grass, luscious shrubbery, and our great tall tree that had my swing set was still standing. The smell of fresh cut grass was in the air. Visiting and catching up with old neighbors brought back so many good memories. And it was nice that we could still make memories while we were there. While we were with the neighbors I heard the ice cream truck coming so I got some money from my parents and got the usual Mexican candy and Looney tunes ice cream with the gum drops for eyes. It was nice and cold & sugary sweet just like I remembered it.
Not much had changed at all since I had left.
The last time that I went to visit my old house everything was dramatically different. Neighbors had moved, they cut down the tree that had my old swing set on it. The grass and shrubbery was dead and the ice cream truck didn’t even stop by. It was a saddening day, I didn’t stay long.
Although it is saddening to see where I grew up change so dramatically, I will always have memories that I can cherish for a lifetime. It’s nice to go back and visit every now & then just to see the new families creating their own memories there. What seems strange and foreign to me is what they cherish & call home, but I will always have my memories.