Wednesday, August 26, 2009
I remember
I remember when I was a kid...I lived on Maxwell Air Force Base. There was a playground literally right behind my house. Most kids dream of that. Every single day, me and my brother and friends would go out there and play on it for hours. Everyone at Maxwell was sort of bound by the same thing. Everyone there was military or had military parents and were raised the same sort of way. I remember being homeschooled there. It's hard being homeschooled and being social. They don't exactly go hand in hand. I was kind of alienated from the whole friends away from the neighborhood thing, except for at church, but that hardly counted. I wish I had more of an opportunity to outsource as a kid, you know? Make new friends(or enemies), build relationships, all of that. New people don't exactly move in constantly at military bases, so we were stuck with the friends we had. I remember military life being simple. The grocery store was only a mile away, and we could literally walk to the hospital. The theatre was just down the road. Military bases were built for convenience. It was the sort of safe comfort that really made the military base what it was. It was the most tightknit community I've ever been part of, and I think that was the beauty of it.
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