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~jecxjo wrote:

I IRL went back home last week for the first time since the pandemic. Grew up in a really touristy area, much of the establishments had been the same since the 50s and 60s so I was amazed at how much had changed in just the past 3 years. Stores and restaurants closed down most likely due to the owner retiring or passing on and the family no longer wishing to run the business. A lot of new establishments popping up, distilleries and micro breweries. Most places fit in but there were a few eye sores that I was amazed were allowed to be built.

Hoping in a year or two the kids will be old enough to either come with or stay with the grandparents long enough for us to actually explore all the changes.

~superfxchip wrote (thread):

First part sounds sentimental

Second part sounds steamy 😳

~tffb wrote (thread):

Some weeks (months?) back I visited Google StreetView, Maps, Earth, etc. and I scrolled down the street I grew up on, and in front (when I lived there, 20 years ago) was a HUGE pine tree, and it was easily double the height of the house. Now, it is possibly triple that size. I'd climb it until I felt that the branches were too thin to support my weight, and get a great view of the 'burbs below, which was good, because our house was atop a hill.

Now, a religious fellow occupies the house. I have friends still in "the old hood", and they say when they see the dude coming/going from there, that he will always depart company with, "have a blessed day", and has some religious ephemera in the window.

It's a trip, seeing old places like that. I could never (re)visit the old town, because I would surely have some sort of psychological setback, and drudge up old (repressed) memories from wild days gone by.

I left that neighborhood (for good) when I was 18, and was taken for a psychiatric commitment by police officers after a complete meltdown of civility and sanity between me and some family members. I think I may have glanced back at the old place when the police vehicle was leaving, but is that last time I will ever see that structure (in person).

Strange, wild times. Indeed. Odd to think about.