Growing up in a small town has a lasting impact on a guy. The town stays with him everywhere he goes, no matter the bigness of where he may find himself. (Recall—"You can take a country boy to Paris, but you can't take the country out of the boy.")
I've been around some since I was age 22, when I left my little home town in south Texas for good. I've seldom been back. The underlying reason? I wanted key parts of that small community behind me and for as long as possible, like everybody knowing everybody else's business, and like having only one local movie cinema and no major league teams nearby. And also, or so it seemed to me as a young man with a healthy libido, all the girls worth dating or marrying were already taken.
So, my first venture into bigness (I don't county my college years in Austin) was a three-year stay in a city of roughly 500,000 at the time (Atlanta, GA). I was in total awe the entire time as I have been, after Atlanta, when living or working in or near metropolitan areas of similar size or bigger (San Francisco, Houston, San Antonio and Atlanta again). In fact, from age 22 until now, my "awe over bigness" has increased mutiple times, so much so that today I' m terrorized at the very thought of having to be in Houston, Austin, Dallas or San Antonio for any period of time longer than a drive through.
I live now in a medium-sized twin-cities community of around 200,000 and am semi-retired with lots of time to appreciate and to cogitate.
I appreciate living where I do, there are three cinemas within a few minutes from home; and over the past 20 plus years I've learned how to survive with 60,000 college kids driving like daredevils 24/7 on our city streets and bypasses.
But, to be honest, I cogitate more than I appreciate, so much so that I've acquired two bits of wisdom I'd like to believe are worth sharing.
#1 - The key to getting along amid the Trials of Trumpland in 2019 is to think "small"
#2 - The key to a more promising future is to "go long."
Let me briefly explain:
By thinking "small," I mean focusing on the good things that are close at hand, like I did when I was a boy: on friendships, on the well-being of children and on figuring out how to relate well to all people
By "going long" I mean looking down the road to the triumph of good over evil, stability over instability, justice over injustice, and love over hate. That triumph is coming "at us."
For good or ill, you see, Trumpland is temporary.