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RE: When people knew your name

in #memoirmonday9 months ago

How life has changed! I remember the days when borrowing a cup of sugar, or whatever else, was nothing unusual.
These days most communities would not dream of doing that.

I fortunately have neighbours on the one side that we're very close to, They always thought of my late hubby and I as 'Dad' and 'Mums.'
There are a handful in our street that we know by name.

We blame digital screens for our acute disconnectedness, but what if they are, in fact, remedies for our loneliness?

Very true in many instances with people who live alone (often not in the literal sense - partners/ families sadly drift apart)

A nice trip down memory lane @ladyrebecca

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You're fortunate to live in such a community. I think part of the problem is our newly-found obsession with privacy. Decades ago, people moving into a 10-story building would proudly display a name plate on their door and on their letter-box. You don't see that anymore... we identify by numbers now.