I still can’t get over how much fun I had in Chicago. You can tell that everybody there has a huge amount of pride in their hometown. Hometowns are fantastic places. I recommend that you get one if you don’t already have one. One thing that most of us all have in common is that we come from somewhere. I’m from New Orleans. It’s my hometown. You can tell I’m from New Orleans when I say things like, “All y’all.” That means “all of you.” If I used it in a sentence it would be, “When are all y’all comin’ by for beignets and a sleepover?” We’re friendly in the south.
Whenever you meet someone new from the same hometown, you instantly have a connection. Suddenly, you’re best friends with a complete stranger, but you still won’t speak to your next-door neighbor after that whole key-party thing. The ‘70s ruined a lot of friendships. You always think people from the same place know each other. “You’re from Saskatchewan? Do you know Kathy Stevens? She’s from Saskatchewan too.” It can be anywhere. “Oh, you’re from earth? Do you know Bob?”
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There's so much Chicago pride, in fact, that it swells over onto those close by in Indiana. My dream is one day to have the city I call home, to actually become my home.
In Las Vegas, making best friends out of strangers from your home town is practically an every day event! The smallest minority of people here are probably those who grew up in Vegas.
It's okay, it's just another way to have more friends! We NEED connection with one another, these days.
Posted by Megan | May 13, 2008 11:43 PM