The Importance Of Growing Up In Southern Indiana

grew up in Chicago, Illinois, a beautiful city surrounded by violence and controversy by the media. I found things more simple when I was kid growing up here, there wasn't much to worry about but as I got older things became more complex here. The sounds of the " L "' or as you know it as, The Train, and the roaring sounds of cars passing by my house made me feel alive while growing up and as a matter of fact still does. You could wake up in the morning and see the vibrant blue skies being pierced by the skyscrapers and see other kids playing ball or riding their bikes. When it was summer time I would play ins sprinklers or go downtown and play in the fountains with my family. Of course, like most big cities I had to watch my back while growing up because you never knew what somebody was up to. It's weird really growing up here because you never know what's going to happen next , wether it's a good thing or a bad thing. All I can really say about growing up in Chicago is that if I had the chance to redo it, I'd do if a million times.

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

As a child, I remember growing up in the beautiful city of Detroit, Michigan. It was clothed with one hundred plus degree summers, 6 feet or more of snow winters. A building called the Renaissance, which housed a rotating restaurant on the Penthouse level. It was the Motor city home of General Motors and the Motown city of music. Growing up there was so much fun and amazing to me. Where we would watch the bright, red, blue, green and yellow fireworks on the Fourth of July at Edgewater Park every summer, participate in community activities at the 4-H club. There were barbecues with our neighbors, one of which had a daughter with the exact first, middle and last name as mine. On the one side of me a lady everyone referred to as Ms. Pat, use to bake fresh yeast bread from scratch, and would always share with me and my sisters. We could smell it while outside playing in the yard and inside the house. Then you had the neighbor across the street with the rough edge to them, where you would hear an argument or two every once in a while, but when Mama needed some help while my stepfather was away in the Army, she could call on Joey and he would always be right there with his "yes ma'am and no ma'am" etiquette. With the memories of all things good from the eyes of a child, seeing everything as

Daily life in the northern United States took on the hustle and bustle of a modern economy which can be seen in articles from the Valley Spirit. In the article “Chambersburg and Gettysburg Railroad,” the citizens of Fayetteville are interested in building a railroad linking the two towns. Fayetteville’s citizens have already contributed eighty dollars towards having the path surveyed and would like for the citizens of Franklin County to donate the remaining fifty dollars to have the project completed in a timely manner (Chambersburg and Gettysburg Railroad). The editors of this article express great confidence in Franklin County’s citizen’s will to support this project (Chambersburg and Gettysburg Railroad).This article shows the mind set of northern Americans and their willingness to work together to modernize and improve the infrastructure of their towns and cities. Another example of this mindset and desire to improve the infrastructure can be seen in the article “For the Valley Spirit,” which talks about the construction of a bridge crossing the Franklin

Arriving in the overgrown drive way trees start to crowd your vision, in the middle of all the trees I see an old beach house; that has stayed the same over the 18 years I have been going up there. Grandma is waiting outside on the front porch we all run up to give her a hug, then we go and start unpacking for a week’s worth of relaxing. First thing we do when were done unpacking is go to the old but new play structure. We sit on the swings and look out towards the big blue Michigan Lake. White caps cover most of the water along with passing boats, and some kayakers. Right over the horizon I can see the lights from the town, reaching into the sky. The sun is starting to set; the sky is painted with pink, orange, and yellow.

They are two places that had a great impact on my life and molded me to become the person I am today. Those places are West Hempstead, NY where me and my family live now and the other is Rosedale,Ny where I lived until the age of 13. West Hempstead and Rosedale are both well known towns in New York. They are both in the region of Long Island. Even though both towns are in the state New York and only are 20 minutes away from each other these two towns are extremely different from the residents, cost of living,and safeness.

New Richland, Minnesota is the little back-country town that I grew up in. My family moved to New Richland when I was ten, and I lived there until I graduated High School. Folks from my hometown loved spending time out on the nearby lake, cheering on the High School sports teams, eating out at the local bar, and going drinking every weekend. The older I grew I realized that those activities did not amuse me in the slightest. That is why when I graduated High School I moved far away and never looked

The Southerners are considered by the Northerners to be “lazy, and the cause for the depressed economy” (Evans). While in retrospect the Southerners work just as hard as the Northerners, but just in a different way. For example the people living in Milan (Northern Italy) work long, hard hours each day with little to no breaks. This is completely different in Southern cities, such as Naples, where the Southerners work from sunrise till 1:30 p.m. They then take a break starting from 1:30 all the way till 4:30 p.m. This break is known as a siesta, and is the only time they get a break from their frantic lives. Another major difference between how the two regions work is in the South almost all adults work as some sort of farmer. These farms may be grapes, corn, or even olives. On the contrary, in the North’s populated cities, such as Milan or Florence, many people work in the fashion business. The reasoning behind this is that Northern Italy is considered the fashion capital of the world. Although many work in fashion, others in Northern Cities work in factories or large scale industrial buildings because they are the industrial capital of the

To begin, Forsyth, Illinois was my hometown. It was where I was born and where I was raised most all my life. I went to a small school district called Maroa-Forsyth. It was where I attended school until the end of middle school. I went through school with the same set of friends for all my school years. They were really good friends that I had a lot of great memories with. Also, some of my family lives there as well. My aunt, uncle, two cousins and my grandparents.

I’m from a little Cape Cod house in Pottstown. There, my nursery was a sloped ceiling attic with steep steps on which my dad tended to slip. The tight spaces and single bathroom motivated my parents to move to a new location. Before I was even two years old, we moved to a brand new house in Royersford.

Several people just buzz right on by Gopher, an interstate town in northern Kansas. The side closest to the interstate, the north side as it was called, was full of tourist shops, gas stations, and little Ma and Pop inns. No one actually lived anywhere near the interstate, as they all hated how the drivers were allowed to speed and the garbage that frequently came flying out of the passing cars. Therefore, the townsfolk of Gopher lived on what they called the south side. Never had an interstate driver come relatively close to the south side; consequently, it was the citizens’ haven. It was an unspoken agreement between the citizens and the passing tourists that the tourists stayed far away from the homes of the families in Gopher, Kansas.

Later I found a sign that said ‘Welcome to Great Bend, Kansas’. I had never been here before but I liked the town it seemed like the perfect place to keep hiding. It was just a small Kansas town with mostly farm and agriculture stuff, but there were still a lot stores and businesses like most small towns. I wasn’t sure where I was going to stay for the rest of the night, but I decided not to worry about that because first I need to get an idea of exactly where in Kansas Great Bend was.

I live in the small town of Morenci, but I wasn’t born in a small town. The song by John Mellencamp mentions a lot of different things that are similar and different to me. One of them being I enjoy this small town and most of the people that are in it.

Starting off as an abandoned Southern Pacific Railroad in 1977, 8 cities came together, and by 1986, a 32 mile, paved trail was created that was pedestrian, bicycle, roller blading, and wheelchair accessible, friendly. This trail goes through schools, backyards, as well as the downtown, with tree-lined stretches, creating an accessibility to linger into a coffee shop or restaurant. The iron horse trail is looking to expand its terrain, to join more cities together and turn this 32 mile stretch into more than 50 miles of conjoining towns. This is just one example of the exceptional quality of life that Danville

If I could live anywhere in the world, I would in Wheatfield, Indiana. I want to live in Wheatfield, Indiana because I have always been kid that love it when the first snow of the winter comes. The temperature during the winter in Wheatfield, Indiana is mainly in the 30s, and the overnight lows averaging to the upper teens. In Wheatfield you get snow and lake effect snow, the inches of snow we get is about 15 inches and on the shores of Lake Michigan get about 70 inches of snow. The temperature during the summer in Wheatfield, Indiana average to the daytime temperature is the low-to-mid 80s. The night time temperature is the lower 60s, and the precipitation is mainly thunderstorms and rain. The latitude of the Wheatfield, Indiana is 4l degrees