re: Moved from New Orleans many years ago but still miss it like crazy

This romanticizing of New Orleans is laughable. New Orleans is the trashy chick with too much makeup and too many tattoos in a short skirt you plow one time and never go back.

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Ain’t what it used to be

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Part of missing the place you grew up is missing what it used to be.

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It isn't even how you remembered it 5 years ago anymore.

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You really think it’s changed that much in only 5 years?

I miss New Orleans when I grew up there in the 90's/00's.

Now I wish my parents would move out of that place.

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Youre missing something that no longer exists.

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I think that's something we all go through in life. You have to balance appreciating the past without dwelling on it.

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This place never ceases to amaze me

You passing this off as your own?

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You really think it’s changed that much in only 5 years?

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I'd say the decline of New Orleans has accelerated in the past 5 years. But I travel a lot for work, and I know that New Orleans is far from unique to this problem. It does hurt to see a place you love change and "move on" without you. It hurts especially badly if you see it decline.

But the reality is that most posters on this board are 25-55 years old. EVERY place has changed dramatically changed in the past 20-30 years since most of these posters were children.

Very, very few neighborhoods are static. And even if they are, the people that still live there age and change.

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I think that's something we all go through in life. You have to balance appreciating the past without dwelling on it.

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Yep. I miss where I grew up. Drive by the house weekly, as I still do business in that town… But the old house is showing its age and is now in a less than ideal neighborhood. The small independent grocery store across the street where I used to get turkey sandwiches, Milk Duds, on my parents’ tab, and steal $0.79 cans of dip in jr high is closed down. The best hamburger and milkshake joint in the world (in my mind) is long gone. And my grandparents, who lived down the street, are dead.

I miss something that doesn’t exist anymore. Just the way it is.

Come back for about 24 hours and you'll be glad you moved.

I grew up in Baton Rouge, living there from 1979 to 2000 and it was a good place to grow up. Dare I say, I loved growing up there. I can't stand the place now. So, some people would say, "It is where you grew up! How can you hate it so much?" Well, that's because it is no longer the place I grew up. The geographical location is the same, but it is not the same city. The Baton Rouge I knew is long gone, and likely never to be seen again.