People Sometimes Ask

People sometimes ask, “Hey, don’t you miss living in ____?”

This set me to thinking of all the places I’ve lived over the years.

 

1. Pennsylvania – 18 years.

2. Illinois – 4 years.

3. Pennsylvania again – 5 more years.

4. California – 10 years.

5. Colorado  – 11 years.

6. Illinois again – 1 year.

7. Colorado again – 10 more years.

8. Kansas – 1 year.

9. California again – 1 more year.

10. Colorado again – 4 more years.

 

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Of all these states, only Kansas do I not have a desire to visit again. Don’t get me wrong, I love Ichabod Washburn statues. And Lawrence has a wonderful basketball team. But the boarded up storefronts of downtown Topeka hold little appeal. And KC? That’s across the river in Missouri.

 

 

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Elapsed time-wise, our current state of Colorado holds pride of place. And you gotta admit, it’s a beautiful spot to call home.

 

View from the top of the hill behind our house. Downtown Denver is in the far distance, miles beyond Chatfield Resevoir in the foreground.

 

Snow on the Rox.
Snow on the Rox.
Sunrise over Sterling Ranch.
Sunset on the Front Range.

 

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Close behind Colorado in terms of longevity of course is my birth-state of Pennsylvania. And while that place did much to shape who I turned out to be, I think Thomas Wolfe had it right when he said “You can’t go home again.” Or was it “Look Homeward Angel?” I always get those two confused. Ah well, let’s just say it’s a great place to be FROM and leave it at that.

 

 

 

No critique of any PA State agency, either expressed or implied!

 

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For sheer variety California is hard to beat. And while we do maintain property there, “home” it ain’t. At least not anymore. Ah well, our 2 oldest were born there. It was fun while it lasted.

 

392 Midstream Lane, West Sacramento. Rental info is here.
Santa Monica beach and pier in SoCal.
Squaw Valley.
Squaw Valley near Lake Tahoe.
Point Arena on the Mendocino coast.

 

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I guess the bottom line is: No matter where you roam, it’s the people that make the difference. And every place has its share of precious gems, along with mine tailings. Speaking of which…

Yep, like I said: “Mine tailings.”

 

And in closing: At least we never lived in Louisiana!

 

See ya later, Alligator!

One Reply to “People Sometimes Ask”

  1. Don’t knock it unless you’ve tried it. Alligator tail is delicious. And evidently fine on Fish Fry Friday’s in Lent.

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