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The Times (and the Demographics), they are a-changein’

Sorta…

Spent half the afternoon (and more!) puttering around the Old Neighborhood where DXH and I lived for the first fifteen years or so of our married life. My goodness, I loved that area, with its elegant historic houses and its big beautiful park and its…well…let’s face it: its whitey-white neighborhoods.

Yep. It was (and is) as whitey-white as you can get and still be on this planet. If anyone of dusky complexion moved in there, they were likely to be pressured out…in any number of subtle and not-so-subtle ways.

My mother would never have tolerated having me and the spouse dwell in an integrated neighborhood. She and my father lived in Sun City, which was (and is) as segregated as human habitation can get. Friend of mine — dusky persuasion — bought a house out in Sun City a few months ago. And “a few months” was as long as he lasted. Less than that, actually. Didn’t take the gracious neighbors long to harry the poor guy out.

Yes, my friends: Arizona IS a Southern state….  What a place!

Oh well.

So I killed the better part of the afternoon cruising the old neighborhoods. Missing old friends, missing old scenery, remembering old adventures. My…what good times we had. How beautiful those historic houses were. How fun the young and the upwardly mobile were. How grand the park with its lakes and grass and trees. How adventurous the burglars and the rapists. How terrifying the German shepherds and the Doberman pinschers. 😀

No kidding. Greta, our GerShep, chased one poor fella off after he’d snuck into the house in the middle of the night. He’s still running…said to be approaching Lake Titicaca.

That factor notwithstanding, I do miss it.

Welp. Where I live could be called “the New Encanto.” Our houses are damn near old enough to be dubbed “historic.” The ‘Hood calls in the young, the affluent, and the upwardly mobile (to say nothing of the crooked, the greedy, and the thieving…). We are now “centrally located” in much the same way as the Old Neighborhood was. And the place is prized because of its style, its locale, and its demographic…

Plus ça reste le même…

KEEEERIMINEY!  WordPress just crashed….  Managed to to get the program back online, but this post would only come up in “text” style: basically unreadable and uneditable.

LOL! What on earth did I do to pi$$ off the gods like this? 😀

Oh…how nice. Just to make the wee hours more entertaining, some young (I assume) sh!thead is charging back and forth across Main Drag North, his engine roaring and backfiring.

Well. I assume the bang! bang! bang! is his car backfiring. Could just as easily be a pistol firing. And nooooo, that would NOT be much of a surprise in these parts.

Honest to Gawd. Sometimes it actually does make Sun City look good….

Ohhhh well. At least WordPress seems to have come back online. Now to see if its “Publish” function works..

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