Your hometown does define you

Dear Editor:
Nine times of out 10, when you meet a stranger, the first question you are asked is “where are you from?”
Have you ever noticed that no matter how many miles, accomplishments, or defining moments in life that you place between yourself and home that you always remember exactly where your roots are?  You learn everything you need to know about life and its faults right here, regardless of where you might end up. You are supplied with a Social Security number, a State ID card or a driver’s license number along with a name and a date of birth. Yet somehow this place provides you with more identity than any document ever will.  In away, this smear on a Texas state Road map has more insight as to who you truly are. It’s as if, by all opposing forces, your dreams and nightmares combine to bring you back to one originating locale.  
All of your fears, ambitions, and feelings of love, lust, victory and failure, all formulate into one geographic location.  Is this place really a part of you? Is this your mind, your heart, your soul? No, this identifying place is located north of the steel plant, west of the State Park, and east of the Ore mines. The place is simply known as home. This is where you spent 99 cents every Friday night at the Twin Cinema, not just for a ticket to see the show, but for one more attempt at getting that kiss from the prettiest girl in school.  
 

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