Experiences well traveled

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My experiences with all walks of lives in 20 different cities before adulthood

When I first started writing this I had no clue where I was going with it. After writing about half of it and reading back through it came to me. This post wasn’t going to be about experiences at all. This post was going to be about “us” as people and the hateful group we have become.

I got bored and decided to try and remember all the different places I had lived. All of these were by the time I was about 16. I started by listing all the states:

I thought well that isn’t too bad, so I started listing cities:

  • Clementon
  • Winslow
  • Hammonton
  • Las Vegas
  • Aurora
  • Manitou Springs
  • Denver
  • Colorado Springs
  • Tulsa
  • Sand Springs
  • Keystone
  • Cleveland
  • Shidler
  • Kaw City
  • Red Rock
  • Blackwell
  • Nardin
  • Ponca City
  • South Haven
  • Siloam Springs

After that I wanted to list how many houses I lived in. How many schools I had attended. I gave up as there was too many. I couldn’t remember them all. My best guess; we lived in about 40 different houses. I have no clue how many schools I went to. Most of my childhood seemed to have been spent packing up and moving. I was the Alpha Gypsy! Childhood friends, what are those? Extended family….who?

When I look back on it all the only thing that comes to mind is “Wow!”. How lucky was I to get to see so many new sights and get to meet so many unique people? I experienced more in 16 years than most do in a lifetime.

I lived in projects, Section 8s, shelters, apartments, motels, condos, duplexes, trailer parks, tons of different houses, and even a damn U-haul. I lived in poverty stricken neighborhoods. I lived out in the country, and in white collar suburbia. I was exposed to people from all walks of life. I had friends that lived in a box and friends that lived in a ” mansion”. I hung around drug dealers, drug users, thieves, sports players, goths, preps, stoners, skaters, nerds, gays, straights, Blacks, Whites, Asians, Mexicans. I knew people who thought they were witches, prostitutes, religious people, atheists, and even a few regular people on occasion. Every time I moved to a new place I became friends with a new group of people. I was like a chameleon blending into my new surroundings. To look back and think that I was friends with so many groups of people is crazy. I guess I missed out on the whole high school clique thing.

Want to know what I learned from all this? Well, keep on readin’ brother (and sisters, I am not a sexist)!

Every single one of them, had problems of their own. Every last one of them, made mistakes. Not a soul in them was perfect. Why was I able to get along with them all? The only answer I can muster up is, I wanted to. I didn’t judge people. I didn’t think I was better than anyone. I gave every last person in my life a chance. Many of those people received several. At the end of the day, I just realized we were all created equally. I think forgetting that is a big part of why we are failing as a society now.

What’s the best way to take down a great nation? Destroy it from within. Divide and conquer. The biggest culprit of all this is ourselves and naturally the media. Racism, segregation, and division of people are plastered all across social media, the news, etc.

The headlines read “White Teen Shoots Black Couple” ….why doesn’t it just say “Teen Shoots Couple”? It doesn’t make it less devastating. It doesn’t do anything, but avoid the breeding of hate and disdain.

As a child, I knew that all people were created equally. As adults, what is our excuse? We need to come back together as a nation. We need to start taking care of our own. Stop judging every person we meet. It doesn’t matter how much money you have, how big your house is, or how nice your car is. You aren’t better than anyone. You still have your own issues and commit your own sins. No one person is perfect. Who gives a shit if you’re white, black, gay, transgender, or any of the other 100s of things that we get offended by nowadays. Does any of it really matter? Does it really affect you in any way? Your soulmate or best friend could be a person you looked past because they didn’t fit into your social circle. Ever think of that?

We are all humans, we breathe the same air, and stand on the same earth. Maybe we should start acting like it. Sooner or later we will regret all the hate. When that happens it will probably be too late to fix it.


Am I suggesting you hang out with drug dealers or surround yourself with people that have no common interests with you? No, I’m saying don’t be so quick to judge a book by its cover. I’m saying to keep in mind that you aren’t perfect either. That you don’t know their story. And, if all else fails, just mind your own business!