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I was born in Connecticut, but my mother moved me to Holiday, Florida when I was still a baby. I lived in Holiday most of my life, with a few moves out of town as a teenager (Yes, I was one of THOSE kids). To be honest, I never really had any plans on leaving Holiday. All of my friends are there, as well as my immediate family (except my Sissy). Even after I got together with my husband, there was no thought of leaving. We lived in 3 different houses within 5 blocks of the house that I grew up in because not only did I not want to leave Holiday, but I didn’t want to leave my “neighborhood”. I felt safe in Holiday. My parent’s never locked the house up when I was a kid, because you didn’t have to. Most of the people in our neighborhood were senior citizens. As I grew up, the seniors died off and a new crowd of people moved into MY neighborhood. These people, stopped taking care of the homes and the neighborhood slowly started to go downhill. We had an oppurtunity to move about an hour north for my Husband’s work, and I was really scared of leaving everything behind that I knew, but with the neighborhood declining, we decided to go ahead and move north. Now, it has been 2 years since we left Holiday. I still go back to visit my parent’s and friends, but other than them I can’t say that I miss that place at all. Well, except for this beach.
