That sounds like an awesome hometown. I wasn't fortunate enough to grow up in such a quaint town. Instead, I grew up among the urban clutter of the Los Angeles area coast. Yep, I was a city/beach kid. My visits to the L.A. area often remind me of my youth, when my only responsibilities were going to school and making it home by curfew after hitting the waves for afternoon surf sessions and hanging out with friends. Those were definitely the days. But as you brought this up it also has got me thinking about Z-Dub and the memories he will develop of his childhood home and town. We live in the City of Sin, which isn't a very nurturing environment for a child. Despite the fact that we live in a beautiful, quaint neighborhood that's nestled in the hills above the city, the city that surrounds us is filled with casinos, nightclubs, strip clubs and the overwhelming sense of gluttony and vanity. I don't want these to be part of his childhood memory. He'll grow up jaded. To remedy that, we may make a big move in a couple of years. I like Austin, TX or Raleigh, NC areas.
Matt
· 1 year ago
Sounds fantastic. It is a shame to see the urbanization of areas such as those. I grew up with a cornfield at the edge of my back yard (remind me to tell you sometime about the year I spent in hiding when "Children of the Corn" was released). The farmer who owns the field finally sold, and they're razing the whole thing for McMansion tract housing. Sad.
Music is one of the most consistent and powerful nostalgic sources for me. I am still amazed at how certain feelings, memories and emotions can wash over me when I hear certain songs. I can be sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic....doesn't matter.
Mr Lady
· 1 year ago
Oh, yeah...I'm all over this. Just later today.
Kevin (ReturnToManliness)
· 1 year ago
I now live in Vegas and when I go back home to Detroit, I miss it so much it hurts. I remind myself of the winters and how much they absolutely leave me depressed, but the greenness of life found their is unmistakable. Here in Vegas, almost everything I touch seems artificial.
I think that can be said of just about anyplace that isn't home. You are trying to make things work somewhere else, but at home, things work (usually) without even trying. It is second nature.
Kim
· 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this post Jeremy. You have caputured and made me feel what it felt like for a second to grow up in small community. I grew up in a low-income setting type of neighborhood. But there was always people outside. There was always kids on the block looking to start a some sort of game .. kick ball, hide and seek.. there was just something always to do. My mom still lives in the area I grew up in so I get to visit often. Except now block has changed.. it is very cold and unfriendly.. nothing like it used to be. But I can say that smells of a rain after a hot summer day, or bbq's or the screamind of marco polo flash me back to the days I spent running a muck in my neighborhood.
dadofdivas
· 1 year ago
I find this interesting as I always enjoyed my childhood and truly thought that living there would be something that I would enjoy and it was nice for the 1.5 years that I did live there again... except for the fact that the same week that I moved back my parents up and moved to Florida (from Michigan) so that was a bit of a downer. I also did not grow up in a quaint town per se...it definitely was not a LA, it was a town though where people knew people which was nice! For me now, home is where the heart is, and I know that sounds cliche, but for me... I identify home around where my closest family and friends are... so I feel at home visiting my family in Florida, or here in Wisconsin with my wife and kids...I don't know if this makes sense, but it seems to make sense to me...
Jenna
· 1 year ago
My father passed away in 2006 and anything that reminds me of him takes me back to my childhood. Whether it be a day on the beach or a local baseball game -- I constantly think of him and all of the special memories he gave me!
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Music is one of the most consistent and powerful nostalgic sources for me. I am still amazed at how certain feelings, memories and emotions can wash over me when I hear certain songs. I can be sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic....doesn't matter.
I think that can be said of just about anyplace that isn't home. You are trying to make things work somewhere else, but at home, things work (usually) without even trying. It is second nature.