With the closing of the school, the demolition of the old buildings on Main Street, and the passing of so many treasured grownups from my childhood, I've started to feel as if all traces of my life are disappearing behind me, and soon no one will ever know I existed. There will not be any rubble for the archeologists, historians, and sociologists of the future to sift through to recreate my story. The tiny little world in which I existed as a child is already vastly different than it was then, and soon it will be lost completely-never to be recovered. There should be something I can do to stop that from happening, some little way that I can at least preserve a piece of where I was. Who I was. I guess I will just have to tell my own story before I leave.
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