Friday, November 24, 2006
Bolling, Alabama, October 2006
Images of my "roots" in Bolling, Alabama
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The first little church I fell in love with--Bolling Methodist Church. My granddad was the youth leader here before people got paid to do that sort of thing.
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The old grist mill still stands across the highway from what used to be my great grandmother's Shell filling station.
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The road goes on forever and the party never ends! (U.S. Highway 31 in front of the house where Mom was born)
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I've never lived where I couldn't hear the train whistle blow. This crossing is one of two near Bolling.
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The first little church I fell in love with--Bolling Methodist Church. My granddad was the youth leader here before people got paid to do that sort of thing.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6183/1585/320/169785/DSC_0154.jpg)
The old grist mill still stands across the highway from what used to be my great grandmother's Shell filling station.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6183/1585/320/407797/DSC_0151%20Landscape.jpg)
The road goes on forever and the party never ends! (U.S. Highway 31 in front of the house where Mom was born)
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6183/1585/320/113792/DSC_0197.jpg)
I've never lived where I couldn't hear the train whistle blow. This crossing is one of two near Bolling.