Personal Narrative: Moving To Virginia

Many folks go their whole lives without having to move. For them it is easy; they know the same people, have loads of friends, and never have to move away from their families. As with me, I was in a different situation. I grew up my entire life, all eighteen years of it, in a small town called Yorktown, Virginia. In my attempt to reach out for a better life style, my girlfriend and I decided we were going to move to Shreveport, Louisiana. Through this course of action, I realized that not two places in this country are exactly alike. I struggled with things at first, but I found some comforts of home here as well. Growing up in Virginia was great. The house I lived in for the entirety of my life there, was right on the water. With this location, of course we had it all; boats, jet

Moving from Virginia to Louisiana has taught me that these two places actually have a lot in common. When I first moved here it was hot, I don’t just mean hot I mean sweltering heat that makes it unbearable to do anything out side. The heat may last a little longer here due to the fact that we are closer to the equator but it is not very different compared to Virginia. Heat is not the only weather that these two places share in common, they have in common that hurricanes are a major threat to the entire population. In Virginia, fishing was a huge aspect of the summer season for many people. Of course there is the difference in salt to fresh water and the type of fish, but everyone here is just as infatuated with “catching the big one”. In Virginia, I lived my entirety near one of the most well-known air force bases, Langley Airforce Base, now I do not think I could live any closer to an air force base if I tried. My current house is about a block from the fence of Barksdale Airforce Base. Though it seemed like I practically moved to my back yard I moved halfway across the