How old were you, when you left your parents home !

I was 20, and moved 3,000 miles away ( Vancouver - Toronto). My younger brother still lives in Van.
My 2 older half-sisters took me in hand, and I found a job right away. I'd worked for an insurance company
in Van, but wanted to do something else in Toronto. Sister's friend worked at Queen's Park, so I applied
there and got a secretarial job. Had different positions with federal govt. until I left the city in late 70's.
 

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When I turned 18 I got my own apartment. But the first night I came back home crying because I found roaches in the kitchen and got totally grossed out. I had never seen a roach before in my life. They contacted the apartment manager and he got the apartment sprayed for bugs and I finally moved in. But I was back home every Sunday for a decent dinner! Cooking wasn't my thing back then. (Do I sound like I was a little spoiled?)
 

Pinky said:
I was 20, and moved 3,000 miles away ( Vancouver - Toronto). My younger brother still lives in Van.
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I never could understand why anyone would want to live in a cold region. Yes, I know it’s your home, but still, isn’t it better not to be cold for 8 out of the 12 months? I’m not putting anyone down that lives in the north, but the idea of living in a cold region is somewhat hard to absorb. I was in Thule Air Base. The old joke was that’s where you went when you pissed off a Colonel or a General. It was -25F when I was there for 2 days. After that, I promised myself I would never be cold again. I broke that promise about 4 years ago when I went back to NE Ohio to my uncle’s funeral It was 12 degrees and snowing while standing at the gravesite while the Pastor spoke. I about froze.
 
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20 Right after I graduated college and never looked back. My parents were great, but it was time for me to fly the coop.
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That's more or less the route that I took. From 18 to 21, I lived in a rented room whilst at college, A year later I got married and moved into a rented apartment whilst we saved for a deposit on our first home. My wife was 18 and I was 22, tongues wagged. Next year will see us married for 55 years. Teenage brides marriages never last.
 
With this after HS grad expecting an imminent Viet Nam War draft notice about to drag me into being a grunt in mosquito, leech, and poisonous snake infested Mekong Delta swamps carrying an M16 dodging bullets, I took USN and USAF tests, scored high, and escaped into the latter. Was 17 about to be 18. Family with dad in defense/space industries, moved a lot. Eldest from very loving family of 1 sister, 5 brothers. 4 years later after my HD, they finally settled 2000 miles away as I began a successful productive career in Silicon Valley and much adventures in California. Parents were sad and I was always sad that they were so far away. So much for the modern urban era world.

I do believe we humans would be much better off and happier living as our ancestors did over life times within extended families in small communities. Also in a sustainable balanced world with a far lower human world population.
 
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I never could understand why anyone would want to live in a cold region. Yes, I know it’s your home, but still, isn’t it better not to be cold for 8 out of the 12 months? I’m not putting anyone down that lives in the north, but the idea of living in a cold region is somewhat hard to absorb. I was in Thule Air Base. The old joke was that’s where you went when you pissed off a Colonel or a General. It was -25F when I was there for 2 days. After that, I promised myself I would never be cold again. I broke that promise about 4 years ago when I went back to NE Ohio to my uncle’s funeral It was 12 degrees and snowing while standing at the gravesite while the Pastor spoke. I about froze.
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The damp weather in Vancouver was really bad for my chronic asthma. As soon as I moved East, it disappeared. Frankly, days on end of rain of the west coast, is more depressing than snow (to me). Toronto doesn't get that much snow, nor does it get many truly frigid days in winter.
 
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David777 said:
I do believe we humans would be much better off and happier living as our ancestors did over life times within extended families in small communities. Also in a sustainable balanced world with a far lower human world population.
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Just a thought, while I'm happy for everyone who lived a good life, some small communities and families can be very toxic. If I had to live in the community I grew up in. Taking my own life, as much as it's not my nature, might have looked like the better option.
 
I was 17,3 months into my senior year. Mr. Robinson had just returned from Basic Training and we knew he could be sent to Vietnam,so we didn`t want to wait.As it turned out,a few months later,his unit was going to be sent-their orders were ready to be sent-when Martin Luther King was killed and they were afraid there would be riots and they would be needed here.

If he HAD been sent,I probably would have ended up moving back home,since by then I was pregnant.Thankfully,that didn`t happen.
 

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