tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075453294487479899.post6199088146901157551..comments2023-04-06T04:00:47.983-04:00Comments on Adventures of Mama-Dirtyfoot: Times ChangeAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12457610728115746944noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075453294487479899.post-80284255185413687852009-02-23T17:23:00.000-05:002009-02-23T17:23:00.000-05:00Ohhhh.....I grew up "in the 'hood". ...Ohhhh.....I grew up "in the 'hood". So I have some street smarts....better watch your step big brotha :-P<BR/><BR/>Seriously, I have a pretty good memory from my early childhood - ages 4, 5, 6 etc. It was still a pretty nice neighborhood until I was about 10 or 11 - kept getting a little crappier every year after that. Finally, Mom & Dad decided to get us out of there right after I graduated from high school. In fact my high school graduation party was the last big shin-dig at the house on Proctor.<BR/><BR/>I think most every one that used to live in that neighborhood feels the same way we do. I am getting such a HUGE response for the Gerard's reunion. It seems everyone wants to reconnect with not only former schoolmates but get a piece of the old neighborhood back by reconnecting with old neighbors. It has been fun hearing stories from others when they call me for reunion information.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12457610728115746944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075453294487479899.post-58585878532633450912009-02-23T14:53:00.000-05:002009-02-23T14:53:00.000-05:00Great post, Amy. The old neighborhood really is a ...Great post, Amy. The old neighborhood really is a sh*hole now, but whenever I've gone back there I've felt the sad tug of the nostalgia you mention. My kids have only ever known the dilapidated place we've taken them to see now and then since they were little. But 50 years ago it was a real neighborhood. I think it started going to hell when you were born...<BR/><BR/>And I mean that is <I>coincidental</I> It's kind of amazing to me that you remember so much good about it. By time you were old enough to know anything, it was already well along the path to being a ghetto...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075453294487479899.post-228389980538158032009-02-22T16:01:00.000-05:002009-02-22T16:01:00.000-05:00Yes, it does look better than when it was vacant a...Yes, it does look better than when it was vacant and chipped paint was FUSHIA!<BR/><BR/>All I kept thinking when I was at St. Gerards the other day was thank God the whole family was able to attend the last reunion at the school.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12457610728115746944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7075453294487479899.post-36326823273556611012009-02-22T11:04:00.000-05:002009-02-22T11:04:00.000-05:00Wow! I'm glad we had the opportunity to get into t...Wow! I'm glad we had the opportunity to get into the school when we did. Grandma's house, although RED, looks better than the last time I saw it. Weren't we together when we went by there several years ago and it was vacant. There is a solid front door now, too. The dusting of snow helps the lawn look better.<BR/>What a beautiful church and such a shame that it is now closed. Mike and I were married there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com