Cedaredge Neighborhood

Our neighbors were mostly, families that consisted of both parents, single moms, and the children per household ranged from two kids to twelve kids per family. The neighborhood residents consisted of blue-collar working people. What makes me proud of my hometown is that the people who lived there took care of their homes, your neighbors were like family, and if you needed something everyone helped each other out. When it came to the kids, someone was always watching out for them. I know some very special people from my neighborhood, who I am still good friends with them today. My first husband grew up in the same the neighborhood and we dated while I was in High school and once I graduated we got married. We lived on our own for a couple of years; then we moved back home to save for our first house. We were expecting our first child, Amy and we decided to purchase a home in Burbank so we will be close to our parents. My mom’s health was starting to decline. I was staying home with Amy and Mike was now the sole provider for our family. Shortly after Amy’s, birth my mom was diagnosed with stage four, Breast Cancer. She had full blown chemo and radiation treatments. She fought the battle, but she passed away a

Until I was thirteen years old, I had lived in the same area, mostly Healdton, Oklahoma. After my parents divorced, my mother, sister, and I left my father and moved to Healdton. After a couple of years, both of my parents remarried. Soon conflicts arose between all sides. After several violent confrontations and threats on

My hometown of Eldersburg, Maryland is fairly indistinguishable from the majority of towns in the rest of the United States. Eldersburg closely strattles the line of being the town mentioned in an All Time Low lyric, and that being placed in the crosshairs of somewhere. The main points about Eldersburg probably stem from the influx of supermarkets we have such as Food Lion, Martin’s, and Safeway, to name some of the larger ones, and the location of Liberty High School. However, despite this inability to have any truly positive distinguishing features, I have always found Eldersburg to be quaint enough to learn the lessons of growing up in a safe, community driven environment. Home is a place where you grow as an individual, flourish into what

Growing up I lived in the small town of Duncan, Oklahoma; although, not nearly as small as the town I currently reside in. Throughout my adolescence, I attended Mark Twain Elementary School and as I was ending the third grade, my parents decided that we should move to Fox, Oklahoma to be closer to my grandparents. Moving would bring big changes my way such as a smaller school, living in the middle of nowhere, and new ways of entertainment. Living in the country has its pros and cons, but I can tell you the only thing I could think of the night we moved out there was the cons. Eventually, I had grown accustomed to the silence, lack of traffic, and having nothing to do. Looking back I feel that if we had not moved to the country then I would

Growing up in rural North Carolina was both a blessing and a curse. My hometown, Fallston, North Carolina, is a tiny town way off the beaten path. Most people speak with a southern accent, are devout christians, vote Republican, think camouflage is a normal fashion pattern, and adore country music. But while I was a child, none of these things were a problem. I never realized how close-minded everyone was or how there were no opportunities for success; I was too concerned with the three most important events of the year: the Fallston FunFest, the Belwood Tractor Pull, and the Cleveland County Fair. However, as I grew older, zeal wore off and reality set in. I started to realize how conservative and restrictive it was. What little Fallston offered,

While it may sound cliché, it is pretty much true that everyone knows everyone else's business in a small town. This can be both comforting and concerning for a teenage girl. While it is nice to live in a place where everyone knows your name, it does not allow a great deal of room for error. Since my parents are both educators, they have always had a front row seat for who my friends were, what my grades were in my classes, and if I was causing any problems. I used to think this was a real burden to bear, but now that I am older I see that it has taught me some valuable lessons and shaped my personality for the better. It makes me think about my choices and if they are something that I would be proud for everyone to see. It makes me value close friends and people who know my history and where I came from and love me for all of it (or in spite of it!). It makes me understand that all actions have consequences, and I need to be prepared to deal with them with honesty and integrity. Living in a small town is much like being a movie star or a professional athlete. Everyone knows you, and some of them look up to you, so you need to live your life in a way that can be an example for

Canton, Georgia was the city where I was raised from the time I was seven years old. The quiet neighborhood was where most of my friendships were developed. The majority of my friends rarely left Canton. We attended the same elementary, middle and high schools and played on the same sports teams. My upbringing is what most would consider a normal, American childhood. During the summer before my sophomore year in high school, we were given the opportunity to move to the city of Chicago for one year due to my father’s job which required relocation. That August we moved to Lincoln Park, a neighborhood in the city. Moving to Chicago was a new opportunity to live in a metropolitan city. Since I never lived outside of the suburbs, I was not sure what to expect. Jones College Prep, a highly

July 26 2004 in Arlington Texas I was born. My parents Melvin and Maheshi Ruffin. My Dad born in Lake Charles , and my mom born in Sri Lanka. Growing up (1-3 years old) life wasn't like life was now we had a small house limited things so right now life was okay. I lived in a very strange neighborhood if I am remembering correctly, but when I say strange I'm talking about the people. In that neighborhood I don't remember the name so let's call it Cherrywood. The reason Cherrywood was so weird or strange was because of the people. The people in the neighborhood were so rude and strange when I at this I mean they would have Christmas decorations out in their lawn till summer, and if you were to offer to take them down they would snap at you so

I grew up in an environment where everyone knows everyone and it wasn't a really a bad climate but a little town I will cherish and love and will be forever be my hometown Rockport Tx

Naturally, the boom of the separate Gold rushes in Western Canada was attractive to the common people for the possibility of attaining large profits in a smaller time period. Thus, the possibility was exciting to many, bringing over a plethora of people who formed communities centred on mining. As such, the large populations of people coming into the area and gaining land was more than enough to enrich and establish a new type of town-structure, this aptly labelled as mining towns. Ultimately, the fate of these types of towns are definite as each of them reach a fate that is reminiscent of the nature of the gold rushes; temporary fads that attracted many, but wouldn’t last long.

I grew up in a suburb of Kansas City for most my life. Two years ago I moved with my parents to a very small town where my dad grew up. Growing up in a larger town has shaped the way I act and feel towards people. In the small town I live in now everyone knows everyone, and everyone knows everyone’s business. That was never the case when I was growing up people minded their own business for the most part.

There were plenty of coffee shops and farms, along with a decently rated school which I was to be attending. But the school was a different story, at first it seemed like it would be fine. This though, I found to be horribly wrong. When I started it was obvious that the schools were behind on academics, and not to help the fact that they had budget cuts so we had things such as “early release Wednesdays” and “ Furlough Fridays”. This wasn’t the only issue either, almost everyday kids would call me ha’ole, which at first I was confused to as of what it meant. But I soon learned through my father that it was purely derogatory towards non locals’. This went on for years along with a couple minor altercations, and casual death threats. I learned to get used to and not take any criticism too seriously, and to not take offense to pretty much anything. I believe this molded me into a stronger person, and gave me a sense of humor that I believe will help me get through life. With all of this said and done I moved back to texas after about 4 years and everything went back to normal, and it felt like I just took a very, very long

Moving from a Chicago Suburb to a smaller town was pretty difficult at first, but the more I’ve lived in this town, I’ve grown to like it better than my old town. Moving from a town with nearly fifty thousand people to a town about a seventh of the size was a big benefit. Seeing that in my old town people only knew their neighbors or the parents of their kids. But here, when I first moved, in our neighbor asked if we were the people at the soccer tryouts. We haven’t talked to anyone yet, so we were a bit weirded out. But it’s nice knowing that there is always someone who knows who you are.

Forest Hills has diverse architectural styles and a large family-oriented population making it one of the best neighborhoods to settle in. It is a convenient (under half an hour) commute from Manhattan on the E, F, M or R subway line.

Everyone belongs to a variety of communities at some point in life. I’ve recently been introduced to two brand new communities similar but different to the ones back home. The local community of Iola Kansas along with the basketball team of Allen Community College. I enjoy being with my basketball community it reminds me of home. However the small town of Iola does the complete opposite.