Tell me about your home town
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I think I was on twice. One of the times I went on we got McDonald's hamburgers, which was an enormous treat because we just didn't get things like that back in the day.
itsbob
I bowl overhand
But consider Derry, NH home.... Small bedroom city for Boston. Home of Robert Frost, Alan B. Shepard Jr, and Bob Chapman.
and Samantha Brown, Mary Lyon, Buddy Stewart, Robert Rogers, George "Lefty" Tyler, and Trish Dunn-Luoma..
Derry's nickname is "SpaceTown", the High School is the Pinkerton Academy Astros..
The high school (opened in 1814) still makes Maple Syrup every year as a fundraiser (but there is talk of stopping the tradition), but long gone is the Black Angus cattle farm that was student run. The High School used to have a dairy and beef farm, a VERY large pasture land to support the farm, and of course a big sugar house to make REAL Maple Syrup with the maple trees scattered in the campus.
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Small world! I was right down the road in Orange Park south subdivison! Not too far past Whitey's Fish Camp restaurant. (Where the big silos were!)
Fubar
Look my ass glows!
Annapolis is still a great town! Much better than Wrens, GA.
Annapolis has a very ugly underbelly.
Toxick
Splat
Baltimore, MD: often called Charm City by the inhabitants, and nobody else, anywhere. Also called the City that Reads - by nobody.
They have good Polish Sausage. They have exquisite crabs. National Bohemian beer (Natty-bo) is cheap and plentiful, and compliments crabs and OldBay surprisingly well. They are the home of The Ravens and The Orioles. Near as I can tell - these are the only positive things to be said about this city.
It is a place where the English language is butchered to the point of being Omost awnrecudnizabool hon.
The suburbs and Baltimore County aren't too bad - there are some gems like Parkville and Towson, but if you want to live in the city - anywhere in the city - my suggestion is to think again. The schools are butt-trifling, the neighborhoods are clotted with garbage - and the tenements it lives in - and there is a good chance that you will be (legitimately) raped or robbed on a monthly basis. Downtown is nice, like the Inner Harbor and the Aquarium, but there's not much in the way of residences down there.
That said... I still kinda like it, and consider it my home patches and dirt along with the good stuff.
Im_Me
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Grew up in Wheaton Md. A total "Levitt-town" with house after identical house; but that meant there were at least 20 kids near your age on every block. We would leave the house in the morning and come back for lunch and dinner, when our mom or dad yelled from the front porch.
When I was 11 we moved out to the country....Olney. Olney was country back then; with a IGA, a drugstore that still had a soda fountain, and something they still called the black smith shop, though they really only fixed lawn mowers. Development followed pretty quick, though, and now it is strip mall city.
We lived in the Olney Mill subdivision so we had a wonderful park with a creek that ran through it and tons of kids to hang out with.
When I was 11 we moved out to the country....Olney. Olney was country back then; with a IGA, a drugstore that still had a soda fountain, and something they still called the black smith shop, though they really only fixed lawn mowers. Development followed pretty quick, though, and now it is strip mall city.
We lived in the Olney Mill subdivision so we had a wonderful park with a creek that ran through it and tons of kids to hang out with.
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EmptyTimCup
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Vince
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I was far enough out that when I'd walk out the door with a gun over my shoulder and Mom would ask where I'm going, I'd point to the corn field up on the hill about 3 or 4 mi away and say, "up there." She'd just say be back in time for dinner.
Toxick
Splat
Gino's!.... Holy crap - how could I forget Gino's?
That right there is almost enough to make me want to move back there.
My sister lives there now, about two blocks away from the Y.Montgomery Village, Md (1978-1983)
Every child's dream with bike trails; a mall; a lake to fish in; a pool in each community (we could use them all) ponds that actually froze in the winter and we could ice skate on. There was also an amphitheater (sp) in the center of The Village and families would take their blankets and picnic dinners to listen to the weekend entertainment. We even had a YMCA with numerous activities.
My Mom still lives there.
I think the same thing happened in MV that has happened in many packed suburbs.
My "hometown"
I have a great pic of Christy and Pete trying their first Natty Boh at The Horse You Rode In On in Fells Point.
I talked them into it by telling them that they'd never have to do it again.
GopherM
Darwin was right
I've eaten at Whitey's a time or three. I can remember when there was nothing at all in Middleburg but the big dairy farm and now it's all grown up and almost door to door car lots. They must do more to keep Detroit in business than any place else in the country.
Vince
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OMG, National Bo. That has to be the nastiest tasting beer on earth.
Toxick
Splat
OMG, National Bo. That has to be the nastiest tasting beer on earth.
It's good if you're mouth is sizzling with Old Bay, vinegar and/or hot-sauce.
(Or if you get used to it because that was all you could afford back in the day)
GWguy
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I grew up on Long Island. When I say that, most people shriek "OMG that area is all concrete!" Couldn't be further from the truth where I was on eastern LI. It was a great place to grow up. Very rural, lots of farms and woods. The big crop used to be potatoes, world famous Long Island Potatoes. Most of them are gone now, replaced by wineries.
Anyway, our Saturdays were spent traveling 20-30 miles to get to a grocery or clothing store. We had a little market, but it was tiny and was only good for a few things. My friends and I would leave the house before dawn to go fishing, and not return until dusk, having spent the day fishing, boating, swimming, go-carting, bicycling, exploring the woods, and rarely stopping all day long. The beach was the best, north shore of LI. The only time you couldn't find us there was if there was a hurricane. Powered and sailed everything from an inflatable raft to 40' work boats, and just as much time under the water as above once I learned to SCUBA. But, just because we were away from home didn't mean we weren't being watched. Our neighborhood was completely interconnected and you couldn't make a move without mom knowing about it. Damn that modern convenience known as a rotary dial phone! Only had to dial 4 digits to get the neighbors.
Today, the east end is very much the same as it was then. Wide open expanses of fields and woods. Still some of the best boating, fishing and sailing waters around. And the food.... *sigh*... Real 24 hour diners with great food. The best of ethnic foods and untold numbers to choose from. A quick train ride and you're in the heart of New York City. Absolutely a great place to enjoy Thanksgiving or Christmas. Hop a ferry to Connecticut and in a few hours you are skiing or being a 'leafer'. That's what New Englanders call non-locals who come up to see the autumn leaves.
Wonderful place to grow up.
Anyway, our Saturdays were spent traveling 20-30 miles to get to a grocery or clothing store. We had a little market, but it was tiny and was only good for a few things. My friends and I would leave the house before dawn to go fishing, and not return until dusk, having spent the day fishing, boating, swimming, go-carting, bicycling, exploring the woods, and rarely stopping all day long. The beach was the best, north shore of LI. The only time you couldn't find us there was if there was a hurricane. Powered and sailed everything from an inflatable raft to 40' work boats, and just as much time under the water as above once I learned to SCUBA. But, just because we were away from home didn't mean we weren't being watched. Our neighborhood was completely interconnected and you couldn't make a move without mom knowing about it. Damn that modern convenience known as a rotary dial phone! Only had to dial 4 digits to get the neighbors.
Today, the east end is very much the same as it was then. Wide open expanses of fields and woods. Still some of the best boating, fishing and sailing waters around. And the food.... *sigh*... Real 24 hour diners with great food. The best of ethnic foods and untold numbers to choose from. A quick train ride and you're in the heart of New York City. Absolutely a great place to enjoy Thanksgiving or Christmas. Hop a ferry to Connecticut and in a few hours you are skiing or being a 'leafer'. That's what New Englanders call non-locals who come up to see the autumn leaves.
Wonderful place to grow up.
Wenchy
Hot Flash
Olney? My sister was thrown out of Gaithersburg HS and then attended and graduated from:
Sandy Spring Friends School - PK-12 Quaker Education
She is now a role model money making biatch.
You'll be glad to know it hasn't changed too much.
You live there?
I don't go back much; can't stand the sight of the old neighborhood..what were once farm fields all filled up with $750,000 oversized homes.
Planning to ride up to the Lisbon firehouse soon though,,just passed the 30th anniversary of the rescue squad saving my life in '81 and I want to drop off a donation.
maceygirl12
OXOX
Born and raised in Broomes Island....
3rd generation SMIB and proud of it. My father went to kindergarden in the lil gray school house on the Island. My brothers did the tobacco thing. We shed out soft crabs every year and sold'm to the frying pan restaurant. At 14 I was checking about 150 crab pots a day on the bay and river.
I remember haul seine nettin with my brothers down at the old bernies beach or spearing skate from the bow of the skiff. My father made all his own crab pots and seine nets.
Broomes Island was and still is a wonderful lil place to live and raise childern. My parents, brothers, and sister all live within walking distance of each other and the house I just bought is right next door to my parents!
At 74 yrs young my father still goes out every morning to do his trotlines.
3rd generation SMIB and proud of it. My father went to kindergarden in the lil gray school house on the Island. My brothers did the tobacco thing. We shed out soft crabs every year and sold'm to the frying pan restaurant. At 14 I was checking about 150 crab pots a day on the bay and river.
I remember haul seine nettin with my brothers down at the old bernies beach or spearing skate from the bow of the skiff. My father made all his own crab pots and seine nets.
Broomes Island was and still is a wonderful lil place to live and raise childern. My parents, brothers, and sister all live within walking distance of each other and the house I just bought is right next door to my parents!
At 74 yrs young my father still goes out every morning to do his trotlines.