Reminiscence of a Getting Older Man (108-365)
I know I've said this MANY times (so I know it isn't senility), but it still sounds "old" when I say how much I miss what this neighborhood USED to be. Gritty, grimy, dirty, greasy, sketchy, with a little undercurrent of "possibly dangerous" thrown in.
It had more character. At least to me it did. But I guess that's all part of getting life as well. Longing for things that are gone and just ain't coming back. To some people that's progress. Progress should mean making something better. To me, it doesn't apply in this case.
Reminiscence of a Getting Older Man (108-365)
I know I've said this MANY times (so I know it isn't senility), but it still sounds "old" when I say how much I miss what this neighborhood USED to be. Gritty, grimy, dirty, greasy, sketchy, with a little undercurrent of "possibly dangerous" thrown in.
It had more character. At least to me it did. But I guess that's all part of getting life as well. Longing for things that are gone and just ain't coming back. To some people that's progress. Progress should mean making something better. To me, it doesn't apply in this case.