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I noticed that it is in some other language, this map, is. |
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Some day, I am going to climb Mukabaki Mountain in Nobeoka. Some Day. |
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Mr. Ichimiya's Wall in Kami Igata Town, Nobeoka. It was a nice place to practice rock climbing. |
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Oops! Leave It To Beaver. |
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Mr. Niina's Onions. They're famous in Nobeoka and beyond. |
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Overlooking Midorigaoka, Noboeka... |
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Atago Mountain is a nice place to start in Nobeoka. Things look nicer from higher up. |
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Just a little map of central Nobeoka... |
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Notice the rapid pace of change of Nobeoka. |
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Kitaura Town is changing right before our eyes! |
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The nonexistent train to Takachiho, near Nobeoka Station. A flood took it out of service. |
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A kindergarten in Totoro Town. |
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Chibi in Kami Igata Cho, Nobeoka... |
I had to part with these chibi. I certainly hope the person that I gave them to has been taking care
of them well. Shucks, for all I know, they were eaten.
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I go there twice a month on Thursdays. These are the happiest kids. |
Hikari Jidoukan is a special place that I get to go to twice a month on Thursdays. The children there
are always wonderful people.
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She may turn out to be one of the excellent English speakers of Nobeoka. |
We had a halloween party at Peare once. It came off pretty well.
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Sixth Grade, Maybe. Russell Elementary in Santa Ana, California |
At eleven or twelve, I must have looked pretty meek to those around me. We were all meek back then.
I remember David Perez and his greasy hair. He was a good friend. It didn't seem to matter to either of us that
we were of different backgrounds, because we were making our "background" right there and then. It's funny, when
people grow up, they tend to gravitate to "their roots". But, at 55 years of age, I say it was foolish to go our separate
ways.
Who was it that said, "After changes upon changes, we are more or less the same." That sounds like
something a younger man would say.
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