I always found it odd when I come across people who lived in the same area of town all their lives -- well maybe not odd, exactly, but just not me.
We are living in the town I grew up in -- if the 4th largest city in the United States can be called a "town." But that's exactly my point. Although I grew up on the SW side of town, we've lived on the North side and in the NW, but I don't want to live where I grew up, for aesthetic reasons in addition to the fact that I don't want to run into random high school classmates at the grocery store, as I once did when I was visiting my grandmother down there.
Being back has unsettled me a little. It feels completely different, and yet the same. That nostalgia is a little disturbing and also homey and comfortable.
"Is it World's Finest?" I asked.
He confirmed that it was, and I am asserting that it is indeed the World's Finest. I remember selling them (and eating them) at my junior high school as well. The price is still just $1 a bar, but they are not fat and chunky like they used to be back in the day, but flatter, making them about half the size. They also no longer have the lovely chocolate-covered almonds that I remember cost a whole $2 a box back in the early 80's (but worth every penny).
Legwarmers were back a couple of years ago (but they never really caught on, did they?), leggings are here now (the 90's were a little later than my own junior high years), but seriously, everything old is new again.
Speaking of old, I am a bit disturbed to return to my hometown and find the exact same people on the local news. You know who you are Dave Ward, Tom Koch, Bill Balleza, Ron Trevino, Don Nelson, Mario Gomez. It is truly odd to see the same reporters staring out of my TV on the same channels. And if I may, HD is not doing any of them any favors.
Do you live in your hometown? Or visit it? How does it make you feel?