Monday, July 2, 2012

Your Home Town



Your home town has changed a lot since you were a kid. Back then, everybody knew their neighbors, and people cared for one another. Now everybody just stays indoors and barely even talks to each other.

Your Home Town's lovable town drunk,
who was always good for a laugh.

All of the great old stores are gone, too. Every Saturday, you and your mom used to go downtown and do the shopping. The clerks and shopkeepers always put service first, and even knew their customers by name. Now all of the business has moved out to the malls and to big box retailers. All they care about is profits, not people. The buildings are real eyesores, if you ask you.

There used to be no real crime in your home town. People always settled their differences amicably, and you could leave your doors unlocked at night without worrying about a thing. Why, your parents never even locked the car door when they parked on the street. Kids could stay out by themselves because there were no perverts or weirdos running around.

In no way skeevy

If you want to take a trip to a place where things are simpler, and where a good time is an ice cream cone or a game of sandlot baseball--a place full of decent, hard-working folk who know the value of a neighbor, then travel to Your Home Town.

If anybody has trip advice or stories from Your Home Town, please leave a comment. I’d love to hear from you.

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