Getting Older

[captainspiffy]

Maybe this isn't the same for people who have lived in one place their whole lives. I know Deborah has never mentioned it, and I doubt that my other friends on the south side of the river who have lived there since childhood could share in the experience that I have had as a result of living in as many places as I have, certainly those of coming

Comments

[sunkistfriend]

Funny you should mention this.

I have been coast to coast and when I came back home to live with my parents, I visited Bonson Park and felt so cheated. Perhaps it was because I grew up, I'm not certain.

Regardless, it reminded me of having an actual snow and what happiness it brought me.

Thanks for the memories.

[captainspiffy]

Maybe part of it is because we were smaller and everything seemed bigger. Going back all of the hills were less steep it seemed.

[sunkistfriend]

Most deinfately!

[sunkistfriend]

Oops. That was me, Brad.
Most defintely!

[boredtech]

I recall rolling down a hill by my house with other neighborhood kids in the summer. The hill seemed HUGE, the roll seemed long and it lasted forever. Granted, relative to the rest of Florida's flatness I called it a hill but this "hill" is only about five feet high- true I was smaller then but I have since seen actual hills and mountains. It now looks like a raised area for landscaping.

Despite seeing it just about every day even in my adult life, it still suprises me at how small it is but how big I used to think it was. Yet, I still believe I rolled down giant a hill as a kid, it just don't exist anymore. Time shrank it, but it is still there in my memory.