When I moved west, back in 1999, I recall well the realization that I just needed a fresh slate. I actually moved to Portland sight-unseen (on the recommendation of a friend who’d moved there). So i didn’t know what I was getting into, but I knew what i was going away from.
Oh, and it ended up (eventually) being a really good positive thing.
Jokes like that play a little differently these days.
Too true. For reference, all you youngins, looney shooters used to be a somewhat unusual occurrence.
I remember when the United States wasn’t like a poor man’s Syria.