Happy-posts are almost as good as audioblog posts...

We live in the town I grew up in (moved away for 7 or so years), and live in the house I grew up in. It's a town of 42,000 or so, well maintained, reasonable taxes, same mayor for 30 years or so, people work together. It's between two major highways and 1/2 hour in either direction from 2 major cities in the state. My son went to the same high school that I went to, that my parents went to. There's something comforting to live in the same town, to know it's history (1670!), to drive by the houses your family lived in in the 1920s, to talk to people on the phone who call our business and discover they knew my father, or to drive down the street with my husband and have him wave to the person in every 3rd car because he know them from his business or life in general.
Every teenager you talk to will say "ugh I can't wait to move out of Wallingford" but mark my words - they'll be back!