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Originally Posted by jannieC
You are so lucky to have that, Maria. I felt very stifled by the time I was 17 (in addition to some kind of tragic things that happened to me that year) so I couldn't wait to leave. There definitely is something to be said for having a true hometown and being able to visit your parents in the house you grew up in. *sigh* I did mention earlier in this thread that I am a very nostalgic person by nature.
By the way, David is snapping bra straps on FB.  |
I just left my mom and dad's house... the one I grew up in. haha! I can never stay too long, becasue that'll always be home, and I get so sleepy sitting there.... It's just sooo comfy! Unfortunately, the neighborhood around it is falling apart, and it scares me that my folks are getting older and I want them to get out of there as soon as possible. They bought that house on January 1, 1981. I was 3.
I know Indianapolis is a tiny city compaired to a lot of cities, but there really is a hometown feel to each side of town. It saddens me to see my side going to hell though. My folks live right next door to the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, and there's talk within a couple of years that the Speedway is going to buy the houses on my parents block, demolish them, and run an artery road through there.