My dad grew up in Bucktown during the Depression when they affectionately referred to their home as "Cockroach Boulevard."
My aunt drove me by their old place last summer--- trendy!!!
Oh-- my mom grew up in the middle of German Central, but she hated it. Go downstate to Belleville sometime and walk through the cemeteries...everything is 12 syllable long German names.
It doesn't mean Beethoven and Wagner and mountains and castles and beer to her. It means death camps.
Whatever. My mom and I don't get along anyway. She has other issues as well. I'm tired of dealing with them.
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