Comments on: (Play)date http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/ Thaw before reheating. Tue, 24 Jan 2012 18:03:31 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Plastic Mile http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/comment-page-1/#comment-923 Plastic Mile Thu, 31 Aug 2006 00:25:00 +0000 http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/#comment-923 I certainly do, as I said, feel that a piece of my history is gone when the people whom I cared about at a young age are no longer around. I had fun with them and I have fond memories of the time, so yes, it's history lost. <br/><br/>Everyone's ideal is different, but there is something to be said for a long-standing sense of community and permanance, that sense of identity. There is value in that. It's not the only "ideal," but it's mine, in the sense that it's what I wanted. There's a certain charm to growing up behind picket fences, and you're not necessarily an idiot if you do. Of course at some point you've got to get out and see the world, but that's not really the point. The point is that there can be value in pointing to a place and its people who you've known forever, and being able to say, hey I belong there. I certainly do, as I said, feel that a piece of my history is gone when the people whom I cared about at a young age are no longer around. I had fun with them and I have fond memories of the time, so yes, it’s history lost.

Everyone’s ideal is different, but there is something to be said for a long-standing sense of community and permanance, that sense of identity. There is value in that. It’s not the only “ideal,” but it’s mine, in the sense that it’s what I wanted. There’s a certain charm to growing up behind picket fences, and you’re not necessarily an idiot if you do. Of course at some point you’ve got to get out and see the world, but that’s not really the point. The point is that there can be value in pointing to a place and its people who you’ve known forever, and being able to say, hey I belong there.

]]> By: Holly http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/comment-page-1/#comment-921 Holly Sun, 27 Aug 2006 05:43:00 +0000 http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/#comment-921 What would have been a "normal" childhood for you, in your view?<br/><br/>I don't feel like a piece of my history is gone, and I have never had a place to call "my hometown." <br/><br/>I've met a lot of folks who have always lived in one place and a lot of folks who grew up moving about. While nice is to be found in both, my experience is that the moved-around people are more open-minded, better educated, and just generally more friendly and accepting. I consider it my duty as a parent to make sure my kids live in some different places -- including overseas -- during their formative years. What would have been a “normal” childhood for you, in your view?

I don’t feel like a piece of my history is gone, and I have never had a place to call “my hometown.”

I’ve met a lot of folks who have always lived in one place and a lot of folks who grew up moving about. While nice is to be found in both, my experience is that the moved-around people are more open-minded, better educated, and just generally more friendly and accepting. I consider it my duty as a parent to make sure my kids live in some different places — including overseas — during their formative years.

]]> By: Plastic Mile http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/comment-page-1/#comment-920 Plastic Mile Sat, 26 Aug 2006 21:11:00 +0000 http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog/2006/08/25/playdate/#comment-920 Very cool pictures. I remember the cutest little brown-haired girl I used to play with as a kid sometimes, and wonder what happened to her. Her name was Lorianne and we used to build sand castles. Sometimes I think it would've been cooler to have grown up in a less transient community, so that the people you grew up with are the people who you knew since you were wee high. I didn't grow up with anyone I knew from elementary school, and don't know anyone from then, and that sucks. Just another way I feel like I was robbed of a "normal" childhood, whatever that is. It's like a piece of your history is gone. Very cool pictures. I remember the cutest little brown-haired girl I used to play with as a kid sometimes, and wonder what happened to her. Her name was Lorianne and we used to build sand castles. Sometimes I think it would’ve been cooler to have grown up in a less transient community, so that the people you grew up with are the people who you knew since you were wee high. I didn’t grow up with anyone I knew from elementary school, and don’t know anyone from then, and that sucks. Just another way I feel like I was robbed of a “normal” childhood, whatever that is. It’s like a piece of your history is gone.

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