

My wallet was a gift on my 12th birthday.
I am ollllld.
Yup. I’m Bo7a.
My wallet was a gift on my 12th birthday.
I am ollllld.
Neighborhoods full of community became individuals in houses.
I’m about 12 years older than you and what you have written pretty much sums up my life on the outskirts of the South Shore of Montreal. All those Creeks are gone. The train tracks that used to support 20 kids playing everyday have been fenced off. The BMX track is now a golf course. And the forests are all reduced to a line of single trees dividing subdivisions.
But the quoted bit is the part that hurts my heart the most. I grew up in a community. When I had my kids I created a community for other kids and their families to feel part of.
We would do small cookouts, babysit for each other, play music together. Once in awhile someone would pop out a projector and bring it outside and we’d have a community movie night.
My kids’ kids don’t see this. They live in basically the same place but the community left and only the individuals remain behind.
Definitely not getting any boy’s souls…
YES, I SAID SOULS