I grew up on the edge of a national park in Canada - timberwolves, creeks, snow drifts.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I grew up on the edge of a national park in Canada - timberwolves, creeks, snow drifts. I really did have to walk home six miles through the snow, like your grandparents used to complain.
I'm a Texan. Some of me is still nestled up there in the Catskill Mountains: the summers I spent with my grandfather on the farm and the guys I played basketball with in high school. But then that was it.
I was born in 1940 in Minnesota and grew up in the country... dirt roads, swamps, lakes, woods.
I grew up in the north woods of Canada. You had to know certain things about survival. Wilderness survival courses weren't very formalized when I was growing up, but I was taught certain things about what to do if I got lost in the woods.
I grew up in Canada, man - we all had rinks in our backyards because we'd ice down the grass with a hose and build a skating rink.
Growing up on a mountain in Tennessee, I spent most of my childhood outside.
I grew up in a trailer park in Bellingham, Washington.
I grew up in western Oregon, just outside Eugene, on 27 wooded acres that served as my playground.
I'm a nature girl. I grew up in Colorado and was always outside. I still am, even when I'm in the city.
Growing up in a rural setting in Minnesota, I was raised with the outdoors and a sense of adventure.