I was born in Massachusetts, in a small town. My parents grew up there and were high school sweethearts. When I was 10, we moved away. My dad's job transferred him first to N.Y. and then to Michigan. I finished out high school in a very transient community. Everyone was from somewhere else. I yearned for a sense of belonging. I longed for a sense of pride in where I was from, because I never felt I was from anywhere. I liked to hear my dads stories of growing up in a big family in a small town. They knew everyone!
About a year ago, I got a message in my facebook inbox. I had recently posted on the fan page of the same small town my parents grew up in. The message was from a childhood friend that, if I were to hazard a guess, I haven't seen in perhaps 35 years. Our parents had been close friends and their families knew each other. And then, (it gets better!) he sent photos!! What a gift he gave with those photos. A link to childhood.