I have lived in Winnipeg most of my life. A brief 10 year stint in Toronto never stopped me from being ‘Peg city proud. But I am not just from Winnipeg. I am from Fort Garry. That’s my hood, that’s how I roll, that’s what I know. Why is it that no matter where we live when we are older, we still hold our ‘area’ of origin close to our hearts. Brownies, ( or cubs) skating, craft sales, and summer drop-in programs at the community centre ….it all happened there. Remember the little canteen with all of the candy, the super sweet hot chocolate in the coke cups in the winter and the cinnamon lips? 1000 points when you punch in BROWNIES. The school you went to, the parks you played in, the roads you biked on, they made up YOUR area. And you never really thought about it much, until you met people from ANOTHER area. It just seemed so foreign. ‘Why would anybody want to live in any other area than this one? My area is the best!’ And beyond that, we woud categorize the areas in to ‘GOOD’ areas and ‘BAD’ areas. The ones where no one wanted to be from. (I will not be specific, because there is one in particular, that we all know has changed..it starts with a T and ends with an A) And then some areas you maybe wished you were from. Some areas were famous for hockey, others famous for having a big school, others for having nothing. There were rivalries too. In particular, Fort Garry and Fort Richmond seemed to always be duking it out. Who’s highschool was the best etc. But at the same time, we would seemingly stick together if approached by St. james or East k. people. Then we joined forces. It was/is partly how we identify ourselves within our city. When people ask where I am from, I still say, “Winnipeg, grew up in Fort Garry”. Then they say, “Ahhh, a Fort Garry girl”. To this day, I never know if that is a GOOD thing or a BAD thing! Which area are you from? Share your memories, leave a comment! I want to know, I may have something up my sleeve!