The first place I boarded is long gone, houses everywhere. The place I rode as a teenager is gone. Houses now. Even some of the acreage I trail rode is gone, housing plans now. Too sad.
The stables I grew up in are a subdivision now. D.C. has miles of trails, beautiful, groomed trails, and the stables had direct access to them. I wonder if anyone uses them any more. There were two little stables in my neighborhood too, which also had trail access. Makes me so sad. And I’d kill for those trails now.
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My childhood barn is now a 30+ home subdivision of million dollar homes. It took me almost 3 years before I could drive by it when I visited my childhood home without crying. Honestly, the property really went downhill after the son took over but it was where I first fell in love with horses. It saddens me to know that most of the home owners probably have no clue what was once there. If I close my eyes I can still mentally walk through all three barns and even most of the back trails even though it has been 15 years.[/QUOTE]
I feel the same way… warming bits in the winter reminds me of Woodlawn Stables, and I remember the 3 barns there as well, so very well. I owe Woodlawn so so many wonderful memories throughout my life- even the horse memories that didn’t occur there, all tie back to that place because it got me into horses to begin with. SO many memories!
The barn I took lessons at as a child is a golf course now. That happened way back when and the barn moved to another location, then moved to a 3rd location, then the owners died and their daughter gave lessons at another barn for years. That last barn just closed when the owners sold the property.
the farm that I grew up at is now a Lowe’s and Walmart…it still hurts me to drive past it and see it even though it has been like 20ish years.
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I knew it would happen eventually but its official, I saw the listing online today.
Sad part is it isn’t being sold as agricultural, its zoned commercial/residential so it will be carved up to become subdivisions and stores.
Good lord I feel so old right now.
I’m sure its happened to lots of other COTHers too but it still sucks.
I’d love to hear stories from your childhood barns that are gone.[/QUOTE]
Welcome to my world. They mowed down the barn where I learned to ride and put in a golf course. I hate golf.
