Here’s to Backyards

There are plenty of reasons why people buy a particular home. Could be the size. Could be the location. But one element that’s often not talked about on a property description can be a major part of the enjoyment that a home gives. I’m talking about the backyard.

Here's to backyards

There are plenty of reasons why people buy a particular home. Could be the size. Could be the location. But one element that’s often not talked about on a property description can be a major part of the enjoyment that a home gives. I’m talking about the backyard.

Backyards are memory makers. Don’t believe me? I asked my circle of friends on Facebook, Twitter and Google+ to share their top memories of their backyards either as a kid or even today. The response was overwhelming. From childhood moments to memorable occasions to just relaxing, the backyard initiated an onslaught of stories.

Steve Ostrom from Roseville, CA talked about how his backyard as a kid was the perfect setup for wiffle ball field with a built-in swimming pool acting as out of bounds and a 7th inning stretch cool down. Others mentioned forts, games of tag and even riding the lawn mower with their parents. One friend even had a zip line in his backyard. I think I need one of those…

My friend, Lindsay, talked about a rock wall. Yes, a rock wall. It was something that she helped her father build around a tree in their yard on the weekends. They carved their initials into it when they were done and now there’s a piece of her childhood forever entrenched in the yard of that home for generations to come to enjoy.

Some memories involved food (one of my favorite subjects) where the backyard played host to BBQ’s, family get togethers and even where they made homemade ice cream. And backyards have no limitation as far as seasons are concerned. Whether it was fall, winter, spring or summer, there were moments to be shared from all respondents involving pools, snowmobiles, sledding, piles of leaves and planting gardens.

For me growing up the backyard was a place where I developed my love for the game of baseball. The kids in the neighborhood would come play wiffle ball. My friends across the street, Jeffrey Goodman and Matt Ferrari, would come over and we’d play home run derby until it was time for dinner. I dented our neighbors garage enough times to have him take away tennis balls and broke my fair share of windows playing “tennis baseball.” (it’s basically baseball but you use a racket instead of a bat)

But some of the best moments were Sunday afternoons when I’d play catch with my dad. I used to plead with him to throw “diving catches” where I would stand on one side of the yard and he would throw a fly ball to the other side of the yard that would force me to dive and make a Ken Griffey Jr-esque catch. Avoiding trees while chasing down balls was all part of the fun. I can still see him running down balls in the street when I would try and overthrow some fastballs to him. Eventually I was forced to chase down the errant throws.

Usually our catch games would end with my dad trying to help my pitching control by throwing a “simulated inning” which normally ended with me walking the bases loaded. I had control issues.

Without a backyard I might have still enjoyed the game of baseball, but I’m absolutely sure that the reason I love the game today is because of the moments and memories made on that green grass in Succasunna, NJ.

While my own boys may not plead with me for “diving catches,” my wife and I chose a home that had a yard where we could be sure they would have their own moments to look back on.

So let me close with a video of our TV ad that we call “Backyards.” Here’s to backyards and all the things that make a house a home. Share you favorite backyard moments in the comments.

Husband. Father. Socializer. Mets Lifer. TV Aficionado. Consumer Engager.

David Marine is the Chief Marketing Officer at Coldwell Banker, where he oversees the brand’s marketing efforts and content strategy including acting as managing editor for the Coldwell Banker blog and heading up video production efforts. While CMO by day, David runs a three ring circus at night as he is the father of 4 boys. He also happens to be married to Wonder Woman. True story.

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9 Comments

  1. Juneslusser
    March 7, 2012

    It is almost spring and time to enjoy our backyards! 

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  2. Sean Carpenter
    March 7, 2012

    Great post David. Makes me want to grill out tonight

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    • david_marine
      March 7, 2012

      Thanks Sean. I’m thinking steaks and some baked potatoes. I’ll be over around 6…

      Reply
    • David Marine
      March 7, 2012

      Thanks Sean. I’m feeling like steaks with baked potato. I’ll be by around 6.

      Reply
  3. Jeremy Blanton
    March 7, 2012

    Awesome stuff David.  Reading you dent the neighbors house reminded me of the time I played golf in the yard & put one right into the passenger side door of a brand new less than 3 week old Toyota pickup truck.  Not one of the most pleasant memories I had, but definitely one I will never forget!

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    March 7, 2012

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  5. Flaquisochoa
    March 7, 2012

    With a numerous population of Hispanic/Latino in the United States, I think they should consider making spanish version of each one. Can you imagine the impact this could be, I can! Fantastico!

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  6. Lastroub
    March 31, 2012

    “…her built on the weekends”?? No, David, “she built”. The rock wall that she and her father built on the weekends. Please!

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    • David Marine
      April 2, 2012

      Thanks for the grammar lesson. Made the adjustment.

      Reply

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