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Originally posted by Herb Kornfield
There is nothing like going back to the old neighborhood. Its remembering where you came from and why you became who you are.
Most of the people I knew never left the neighborhood. Probably never will. There is a whole lot of world out there to see and try on.
As they totally opposite points of few, combined they make the whole picture as to who I am today.
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Yeah I don't really have that... even though I few up in a family oriented neighborhood... We used to play games out in the streets... there were always a dozen kids running around for kickball or pickle or whatever... but it was still a transient area... People moved away... My family moved when I was finishing middle-school... I think they started building cheap apartments on the outskirts... later there was crime... my family got out early before the first gangs started to crop up... later on I heard the area went downhill... I'm sure all the same trees we climbed are still there and the canals we used to fish in -- and the hide-outs... but nobody I would remember... Kindof sad really...