Survivor: Kokomo, IN

I had a job interview yesterday. I think it went about as well as it could, but since there's no telling whether or not I got the job, it only seemed right to celebrate the fact that I'm being considered. Therefore Shawn, Julie, and I went to P.F.Chang's for dinner. After dinner, we made a quick stop by Joseph-Beth. Upon entering, we were greeted by a banner announcing that Rupert would be in the store next week.

No, not that Rupert.

Or that one.

That's the one.
You may be asking why I was intrigued by this announcement. Well, the truth is that Rupert and I share a similar background, in that we were both raised in Kokomo, Indiana. Ok, technically I was raised just outside of Kokomo, but I still spent a great deal of time there. And in that time spent in Kokomo, I have realized that it is a pretty terrible place.
As we were in line to check out, I picked up a copy of Rupert's new book, Just Being Me, and flipped through it to see if there was anything I could relate to. Near the end of the book, Rupert has a passage about a parade in Kokomo that he participated in a few years ago ( a parade I just happen to have attended) and writes about what it was like to be back in Kokomo. The short passage mostly speaks of bad memories and trying to explain to his daughter why he was so sad. He ended the section on Kokomo with something to the effect of "I'm just glad I don't live there anymore".

You and me both Rupert.