Me, Myself, and Another Generation

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I am a millennial, I was born in Leavenworth, Kansas, on January 13th, 1985. My father was in the Army National Guard. His National Guard Unit was stationed at Fort Leavenworth, and that caused us to live near Leavenworth for most of my life. My mom worked two jobs for most of my childhood, but I can only remember my mom working at the local nursing home. I may have been born in Leavenworth, but, for most of my childhood, I was raised in Platte City, Missouri. Platte City was a very small town located about 30 minutes from Leavenworth. Platte City had no mall, chain stores, or even a hospital; and, it only had one grocery store and one gas station when I was young. Platte City had an abundance of wooded areas, and a river ran close to the first apartments I remember living in. Platte City, Missouri was a small town full of small town ideals, it was a fairly good place to grow up as a child. The economy had a huge influence in my younger years. Even though both of my parents worked, we were poor. To ease the financial burden to my parents, I was sent to my dads parents house in Weston, Missouri located about 25 minutes from Platte City. It was the happiest time in my childhood because I was taken care of and stimulated physically and mentally. Weston was full of farm land and acres of wooded areas to explore. My grandparents grew tobacco, and fields of vegetables, on the acres of land they owned. They would take me into the fields to help them; and, they would tell me stories or ask me questions. The community was so close knit and it felt like the safest place on earth. My granddad always explained Weston by saying, “It may be a pretty big small town, but if you crap green everyone is going to know in 5 minutes”. My grandma woul... ... middle of paper ... ...core is because of my parents and grandparents influences. My mom gave me an overly positive outlook on life but my grandparents were honest with me and kept me grounded. My mom tried to shelter me because of the influences in her life, but my grandparents let me explore my surroundings. My mom told me I could do anything I wanted to do, as long as I took care of her; my grandparent's told me as long as I worked hard I could be anything, and do anything, that I wanted to in our changed society. So, I view previous generations as pioneers of change. Events, such as the changes that were fought for and brought to fruition in equality, have created environments that are full of opportunities that were unavailable before these changes. I am grateful that I am a woman in my era, and that my generation has the many benefits that we do, because of our previous generations.

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