I was born in Trenton, NJ lived there for 6 weeks while waiting for our House in Levittown, PA to be completed. My Dad was working for Levitt (the builder) and actually was part of the crew that built our house! Levittown was a suburb about 25 miles North of Philly and closer to the NJ border, we were 1 hour from the Atlantic City, we went there frequently in the summers. Levittown was identified by sections, since it was a new development everyone knew everyone, no one locked their doors, we could walk 2 miles to the nearest shopping center and be safe.
The winters were cold, the summers HOT AND VERY VERY HUMID 98 temp with 98 Humidity at age 14 I decided I would move West, I hated the Cold but loved the Snow, loved the Heat but the HUMIDITY couldn't tolerate it! Finally headed West at age 24, Levittown is still my Home though!
Thats a loaded question I have lived many many places. By the time I was 7yrs old I had literally lived all over. Here in US and in England. All these moves were due to my biological parents being military at that time.
Where I grew up First was an area in rural desert low lands. I remember being quite offended when our potty was referred to as an "out house". It was a privy. With a hole that had to be re dugg once a month. Nothing "house" like about it atall. My sister and I stole (don't worry we didnt know) water from the house being build down the road... only problem was she would try to hurry back and would always slosh and spill 1/4 the water, which ment extra buket at the end. I did'nt like trailers because the floor had a coldness that made my body hurt at night.
We eventually moved to high desert mountians This part is nice as we get electricity, water & eventually natural gas. Not central heating but really I didnt mind clearing / chopping / store inside/outside for the woodstove. Still don't to this day.. thou closes I come to hauling wood is already pre cut / stacked stuff at the lodge my family and I frequent. The endless national forrest is where I will end up doing most of my "growing up". There were many, just like me. We all had same things we had to do kinda...... we would always meet up in the woods once our parents were taken care of/ satisfied /etc.
Then I spent many months moving from place to place to avoid being taken into custudy. Oklahoma to texas, tenn.. I was caught a few times, but as any child of the street I learned from my mistakes and went deeper and deeper under the raidar in heavily populated cities. I experienced many many things. I met many many people.
Then I got to be me! Finally! I then began to live in rural areas outside of dallas for a very long time. Always a "humm" of never ending life out there. Everything is so alive and vibrant and ever growing. But the size of the buggs? *shiver*
Then I moved back to my beloved New Mexico. And that is where I am to this day. I love it here. Desert life has it own ways... its own passing of time. I have built here, everything I was too afraid to dream of. Everything I wanted in my heart but never spoke aloud of it. My family. My slice of heaven. This is where my heart belongs