Chapow":2mmluze4 said:
5_Golden_Rings":2mmluze4 said:
Is he the guy from Yakima? I grew up there. Loved that city.
You loved Yakima? I don't think I've ever heard anyone say that before.
This is going to sound somewhat vain, but really it's meant to convey the magic of this place to the 8 year old kid I was, and I was so fortunate to fall into so many of the cool things there...
When you grow up there, meet your first love there as a kid, walk to Selah and climb those little mountains, walk from Franklin Middle School the Greenway and don't get kidnapped by a pedo, climb on some of the bigger buildings, go the MLK for the magnet program after mistakenly being put in the migrant summer school program by your dipstick parents, join Company 7, go on freaking tv in a sort of smokey the bear commercial, also make a fool of yourself on another local tv thing regarding the presidential election when asked if you had any "skeletons in your closet" and not knowing wtf the dude was talking about, act in a Davis High school play when you're in fourth grade, and have two of your teachers win those stupid crystal apple things, it grows on you.
Yeah I don't know why but those 8 years were the best of my life despite my home life being absolutely horror story worthy. I had the same elementary teacher for three straight years. She just graduated with us. She went so far above and beyond it was absurd.
The decorations made it look like I was walking into Narnia. Moss and plants hanging everywhere; ferns, little palm trees, and it changed themes a few times a year, and each year. 4th grade it looked like a giant aquarium, with a deep sea ocean theme. We didn't have desks. We sat on the floor in a kind of "round table" thing and discussed topics like that. We had tables, of course, but no desks. It was so different...
After Yakima, I moved around to 6 other states. It was hard as hell. So maybe that was why Yakima stuck so firmly in my head as a Mecca of sorts.
I went back a few years ago. They turned my childhood house and the church next to it into a freaking parking lot and Free Mason lodge. So much changed. It felt like walking through a grave yard, to be honest.
But when I die, I think I'll go back and haunt that place.