Gut Rumbles

August 14, 2005

more on blogging

I became friends with a lot of "Army Brats" during my youth. They never stayed in one place very long and I often cried to see them go. Those were my friends, moving away. But that's what daddy's job demanded, so that's what they did.

I always felt more lucky than they were. My folks made the big jump from the hollows of Harlan County, Kentucky to Savannah, Georgia, but once we got here we put down roots and intended to stay. THIS was my home now, and it has been for more than 40 years.

I learned to like it here. I like it a lot.

To this day, I still feel sympathy for the "Army Brats" who have to move every two years or so. That's not an easy life for a kid. Going from Kentucky to Savannah was pretty traumatic for me, and I had to do that only once.

That's why I liked reading this:

Knowing someone cares, or at least finds me slightly entertaining, is pretty cool. I was an only child who moved A LOT, making it hard to make friends. My friends as a kid were books and my poetry.

Now--- her friend is her blog and the people she meets there. I don't see anything wrong with that.

She's okay in my book. She doesn't get sanctimonious and claim to be writing "only for herself." If you blog and DON'T want people to read you, why the hell do you bother to write?

Still, I consider myself lucky to have stayed in the same place for a long time. It's better than moving every two years.

Now, when I move it's because an ex-wife took my house.


She just wants you to give her crabs, not that I think there's anything wrong with that! But if you need a cure, drop me a line.

Posted by: Sean on August 15, 2005 01:08 AM

I can relate to the moving deal. I was a Navy brat and then continued the tradition.

It means so much to me that my kids have been able to go to the same school long enough to put roots down here.

We have lived here 9 years and I know a total of 3 people here. But I like being alone. I think that's what happens to some kids who are constantly forced to move a lot.

Though I like being alone, a plus to that was being exposed to many, many different kind of people and cultures..I don't usually have a difficult time finding common ground with just about anybody. That has lent to my more tolerant attitude towards different opinions. You learn real quick how to get along as a military brat and in the military.

Posted by: Kelly on August 15, 2005 08:44 AM

She's a good woman, but STILL-- she caught me asleep in Catfish's massage chair and stuck a big carrot in my crotch, then took a PICTURE of me. She posted the damn thing, too.

I forgive her. I'd have done the same thing.

Posted by: Acidman on August 15, 2005 01:22 PM

Most of us know, crabs don't eat carrots!

Posted by: Sean on August 15, 2005 02:52 PM
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