what about where you grew up?

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i miss my country, i miss my simple people.
the lush, the green, the friendly friendly( say hi and goodbye always), the bread.

― schanden (ritual), Saturday, 22 July 2006 16:56 (twenty years ago)

The racial makeup of the town was 97.64% White, 0.61% African American, 0.12% Native American, 0.80% Asian, 0.01% Pacific Islander, 0.32% from other races, and 0.50% from two or more races. Hispanic or Latino of any race were 0.79% of the population. ... in a town of 10,000.

Though it was burned in 1676 by King Philip (Metacomet), and it's supposedly super-haunted.

― Damn, Atreyu! (x Jeremy), Saturday, 22 July 2006 17:05 (twenty years ago)

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― Damn, Atreyu! (x Jeremy), Saturday, 22 July 2006 17:07 (twenty years ago)

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― Damn, Atreyu! (x Jeremy), Saturday, 22 July 2006 17:09 (twenty years ago)

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― Jeff. (Jeff), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:33 (twenty years ago)

My area of Michigan was on its death bed when I left in 1983, but I miss

― Rev. PappaWheelie (PappaWheelie 2), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:35 (twenty years ago)

please consult the thread immediately below this one.

― gbx (skowly), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:37 (twenty years ago)

Which thread????

― Jesus Dan (Dan Perry), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:42 (twenty years ago)

what about where you grew up? (7 new answers)
Pee Wee's Big Adventure: Classic or dud? (3 new answers)

― Roffle Dan (Dan Perry), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:43 (twenty years ago)

wha happen?

― gbx (skowly), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:44 (twenty years ago)

WTF?

what about where you grew up? (9 new answers)

― Rev. PappaWheelie (PappaWheelie 2), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:46 (twenty years ago)

half the thread just disappeared.

― gbx (skowly), Saturday, 22 July 2006 18:47 (twenty years ago)

yeah wha happen...i was really nostalgic this morning, maybe nostalgia deletes itself...i know is better to focus on what is coming...anyway.

― schanden (ritual), Saturday, 22 July 2006 19:18 (twenty years ago)

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― Rev. PappaWheelie (PappaWheelie 2), Saturday, 22 July 2006 19:24 (twenty years ago)

http://www.uky.edu/OtherOrgs/KPS/pages/conferences/netherlands/images/brug011c.jpg

I grew up on this square. Had the bestest time there. I would dig up the bricks and the guys from the city would come and wonder how the fuck those bricks kept coming loose. I would fall asleep under an umbrella and never be bothered by anyone. This was 29 years ago. Christ.

― Nathalie (stevie nixed), Saturday, 22 July 2006 19:42 (twenty years ago)

so the dark heavy interiors are only for the netherlandisch? (i knew you were different!)

― youn (youn), Saturday, 22 July 2006 20:16 (twenty years ago)

Huh? I'm belgian! :-) Heavy dark interior? Actually our living room (behind the shop) is sort of darkish. I guess. Shit, I really do need to take a pic of my living room once.

― Nathalie (stevie nixed), Saturday, 22 July 2006 20:23 (twenty years ago)

right. so you had umbrellas and canopies when you were growing up. it's not like rembrandt but more like matisse?

― youn (youn), Saturday, 22 July 2006 20:25 (twenty years ago)

oh. yeah. hah! sorry, brain melt. :-)

― Nathalie (stevie nixed), Saturday, 22 July 2006 21:43 (twenty years ago)

http://www.shunya.net/Pictures/Venezuela/El%20Avila.jpg
I hung out at this street twice a week for tap lessons hehe. the American teacher's lover sold the best ham and cheese sandwishes ever, maybe it was the bread or the toaster that flattens.

― schanden (ritual), Saturday, 22 July 2006 22:06 (twenty years ago)

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/26/Hollylodgeestatelondon.jpg

Half the estate was blocks of council flats and half was nice well-heeled semi-detached and detached houses, and between the (huge, mock-tudor, white paint and black timbered) 'mansion' blocks of one street and the next there was a communal garden, or a park, that seemed far larger than the space between streets that it took up. It had a fountain, I think, and little hills that you ran up to get under the shade of close-together trees. The grass was parched brown in summer, underneath the huge white vertical of the back of the block.

I only live a mile away, but I'm afraid to do that walk again, in case it turns out to be nothing like I remember it.

― stop moving. (cis), Sunday, 23 July 2006 09:44 (twenty years ago)

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