tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106063507230010326.post5707896694834709087..comments2023-05-11T02:21:56.266-07:00Comments on Downey Daily Photos: A new neighborhoodPam Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01594207985230898752noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106063507230010326.post-84157206798566477442012-09-29T22:03:16.368-07:002012-09-29T22:03:16.368-07:00We humans do adapt to our environments. My whole l...We humans do adapt to our environments. My whole life has been in neighborhoods so I've never known any other life except where my closest neighbor was no more than 6 feet away. I take that back. When I was 5 years old my dad moved the family back to Kansas to a rural town where I went to a school that had 1st through 3rd grades in the same class. We stayed there for 9 months until my mom got bored and we moved back to Compton. I wonder sometimes how my life would have been different if I had grown up like Calvin (as in Calvin and Hobbs).Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00421395445986050853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106063507230010326.post-4038845591829721332012-09-27T16:38:32.233-07:002012-09-27T16:38:32.233-07:00Thanks for the picture! I spent much of my youth o...Thanks for the picture! I spent much of my youth on the outskirts of a New England town whose farms were just being broken up for housing. We roamed through woods and fields, many of which were still cleared from the farming.<br /><br />Now, interestingly, the fields have grown in, and there are more woods than ever. But roads snake into the woods, houses line the roads, and another wave of young people are making their memories riding their bikes on the cul-de-sacs.SoCal Yankeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11921948627905490302noreply@blogger.com