Transplant vs native

[Anonymous]

A lot of this is just about being old.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Locals of a certain age realize DC has a robust black history…and has always been segregated in very obvious ways.

But we grew up with legit diversity in an area known to have a very international citizenry.

We remember when DC was really scary…and then the gentrification was so overt and overwhelming that the city nearly became unrecognizable…and now the crime is ticking up and worrisome because we remember what it was like before.

We call it National Airport.

We sometimes slip and refer to the Bullets. They’ll always be the Redskins and the players that won super bowls will always be our favorites.

We can easily find our tribe through certain references. Did you do cotillion at Visitation? Did you go to Shakey’s for pizza afterwasons.

Did you sneak into (insert favorite bars/clubs)?

We never refer to any of the suburban malls as Westfield Whatever. There was White Flint (RIP), Montgomery Mall, and Wheaton Plaza (plaza, not mall!). We still call them by these names.

We sometimes refer to CVS as People’s.

We enjoyed the same local news people for decades and were truly sad when they retired or passed away.

We still miss WHFS and the HFStival.

We can hardly recognize the downtown area. It looks so different.

We remember when Georgetown was edgy and cool. We remember when it was sketchy. We know it’s black history. We lament the fact that it now looks like any strip mall in Anytown USA. Boo chains!

We remember when Chinatown was really sketchy.

We remember debating whether it was worth the gas money to schlep to a keg party in the burbs or a field party in Olney/Derwood/Etc back when they still had fields before the McMansions were built.

We aren’t as preppy as our northern counterparts, but we embrace a rather classic/traditional/boring aesthetic.

We have an arrogance/confidence that comes from generations of people who were better educated than most and on top of national and international news/world events. We understand what happens in Washington and why it matters.

We tend to be driven by impact (and power) rather than just money.

We don’t look down on Rehoboth, Bethany, Fenwick, Lewes, and even OCMD. We went to beach week.

Sigh the nostalgia! My dc native mom tells me stories usually funny and some that were near murderous about her as a young Latin mom in dc and me her baby. I have to remember to be nicer when she tells me that dc is so different now than when she remembered it's familiar streets.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:A lot of this is just about being old.

Sure, an old timer from DC.

If you grew up elsewhere, there’s a difference.

Where you lived as a tween/teen likely imprint on you

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:The first three digits of my social are 577

I used to jack candy bars from Rodmans when my mom wasn’t looking.

I would walk to Hellers bakery and buy two donuts and the weekend Post for my Father for $1.55

I fell in love with baseball at Turtle Park and once hit a home run that almost made it to Maryland from the field at 44th and Western.

I moved out to the country for high school so I never stuck around for the post-M. Barry revival. Even today, I still know you don’t let your purse hang loose down past Florida Ave.

But if you say you’re from DC. I’ll ask you quite pointedly; 577 or 578? And if you look at me funny I’ll know you really mean Rockville.

Thanks! With a mom who has 577 and me a 578 I did not know that about ssns.

What does it mean to have a 220 SSN?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Locals of a certain age realize DC has a robust black history…and has always been segregated in very obvious ways.

But we grew up with legit diversity in an area known to have a very international citizenry.

We remember when DC was really scary…and then the gentrification was so overt and overwhelming that the city nearly became unrecognizable…and now the crime is ticking up and worrisome because we remember what it was like before.

We call it National Airport.

We sometimes slip and refer to the Bullets. They’ll always be the Redskins and the players that won super bowls will always be our favorites.

We can easily find our tribe through certain references. Did you do cotillion at Visitation? Did you go to Shakey’s for pizza afterwards? Did you sneak into (insert favorite bars/clubs)?

We never refer to any of the suburban malls as Westfield Whatever. There was White Flint (RIP), Montgomery Mall, and Wheaton Plaza (plaza, not mall!). We still call them by these names.

We sometimes refer to CVS as People’s.

We enjoyed the same local news people for decades and were truly sad when they retired or passed away.

We still miss WHFS and the HFStival.

We can hardly recognize the downtown area. It looks so different.

We remember when Georgetown was edgy and cool. We remember when it was sketchy. We know it’s black history. We lament the fact that it now looks like any strip mall in Anytown USA. Boo chains!

We remember when Chinatown was really sketchy.

We remember debating whether it was worth the gas money to schlep to a keg party in the burbs or a field party in Olney/Derwood/Etc back when they still had fields before the McMansions were built.

We aren’t as preppy as our northern counterparts, but we embrace a rather classic/traditional/boring aesthetic.

We have an arrogance/confidence that comes from generations of people who were better educated than most and on top of national and international news/world events. We understand what happens in Washington and why it matters.

We tend to be driven by impact (and power) rather than just money.

We don’t look down on Rehoboth, Bethany, Fenwick, Lewes, and even OCMD. We went to beach week.

Most people who moved here in the 90's know most of your references. So?

There are no other educated areas, or places with accomplished people? Are you really so isolated?

Disagree.

If you arrived as a young adult in the 90s, you don’t remember when DC was sketchy. Georgetown wasn’t sketchy in the 90s lol.

And you didn’t go to cotillion at Visi. Or beach week. Heck, if you tell me where you stayed for beach week, I can probably guess if you went to public or private school, which school, etc.

If you are a catholic Washingtonian from way back, you/your relatives are in a subculture of its own. If you know, you know.

I do! So?

[Anonymous]

Meh. I moved here in 2001 and I call DCA "National". Maybe it's because I was in a long-term relationship w/ a local when I moved here, but it's just not the "tell" some think it is.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Locals of a certain age realize DC has a robust black history…and has always been segregated in very obvious ways.

But we grew up with legit diversity in an area known to have a very international citizenry.

We remember when DC was really scary…and then the gentrification was so overt and overwhelming that the city nearly became unrecognizable…and now the crime is ticking up and worrisome because we remember what it was like before.

We call it National Airport.

We sometimes slip and refer to the Bullets. They’ll always be the Redskins and the players that won super bowls will always be our favorites.

We can easily find our tribe through certain references. Did you do cotillion at Visitation? Did you go to Shakey’s for pizza afterwards? Did you sneak into (insert favorite bars/clubs)?

We never refer to any of the suburban malls as Westfield Whatever. There was White Flint (RIP), Montgomery Mall, and Wheaton Plaza (plaza, not mall!). We still call them by these names.

We sometimes refer to CVS as People’s.

We enjoyed the same local news people for decades and were truly sad when they retired or passed away.

We still miss WHFS and the HFStival.

We can hardly recognize the downtown area. It looks so different.

We remember when Georgetown was edgy and cool. We remember when it was sketchy. We know it’s black history. We lament the fact that it now looks like any strip mall in Anytown USA. Boo chains!

We remember when Chinatown was really sketchy.

We remember debating whether it was worth the gas money to schlep to a keg party in the burbs or a field party in Olney/Derwood/Etc back when they still had fields before the McMansions were built.

We aren’t as preppy as our northern counterparts, but we embrace a rather classic/traditional/boring aesthetic.

We have an arrogance/confidence that comes from generations of people who were better educated than most and on top of national and international news/world events. We understand what happens in Washington and why it matters.

We tend to be driven by impact (and power) rather than just money.

We don’t look down on Rehoboth, Bethany, Fenwick, Lewes, and even OCMD. We went to beach week.

Most people who moved here in the 90's know most of your references. So?

There are no other educated areas, or places with accomplished people? Are you really so isolated?

Disagree.

If you arrived as a young adult in the 90s, you don’t remember when DC was sketchy. Georgetown wasn’t sketchy in the 90s lol.

And you didn’t go to cotillion at Visi. Or beach week. Heck, if you tell me where you stayed for beach week, I can probably guess if you went to public or private school, which school, etc.

If you are a catholic Washingtonian from way back, you/your relatives are in a subculture of its own. If you know, you know.

Georgetown had a porn theater in the 90s. That's so sketchy!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:When someone calls...

Rockville - North Bethesda
Silver Spring - Chevy Chase
Gaithersburg - North Potomac

Lol. I lived in 2 of these before they got gentrified. The kids who thought they were so special to be living in Potomac must be mad now that the kids zoned for Dufief ES got upgraded.

I lived in the area before DMV was in use.

I don't really understand what DCC means or how to properly apply it.

Can't say Reagan for the airport either. They should have left it at just an aircraft carrier.

But not moving back so guess it doesn't matter.

[Anonymous]

Some of these are nonsense. I was born at
Georgetown Hospital in the early 70s and grew up in North Arlington and I now call the airport
“Reagan” or “Reagan National.” However, it did take me a while to learn that what my Dad kept calling “Shirley Highway,” was 395. Case in point: you cannot use people’s uneven acclimation to vernacular as an arbitrary judge of nativism.

[Anonymous]

DC transplants loveee Georgetown cupcake

[Anonymous]

Most white people are transplants. Ditto for immigrants.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:The first three digits of my social are 577

I used to jack candy bars from Rodmans when my mom wasn’t looking.

I would walk to Hellers bakery and buy two donuts and the weekend Post for my Father for $1.55

I fell in love with baseball at Turtle Park and once hit a home run that almost made it to Maryland from the field at 44th and Western.

I moved out to the country for high school so I never stuck around for the post-M. Barry revival. Even today, I still know you don’t let your purse hang loose down past Florida Ave.

But if you say you’re from DC. I’ll ask you quite pointedly; 577 or 578? And if you look at me funny I’ll know you really mean Rockville.

Thanks! With a mom who has 577 and me a 578 I did not know that about ssns.

What does it mean to have a 220 SSN?

220 is Maryland.

https://www.usatrace.com/ssnchart/

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Also, it's National Airport to Natives. Not "Reagan."

We moved here 32 years ago and we call it "National." Have we graduated to "native" status?

I don't think anyone can "graduate" to native status? Weird question. I've been in DC a long time but I will ALWAYS be a native New Yorker. Always. I wouldn't view DC native status as an accomplishment though, they're #2 as the most insecure in comparison to NYC and love to pick a fight (Boston #1) no matter how much I kiss ass about how I love and choose the city.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:The first three digits of my social are 577

I used to jack candy bars from Rodmans when my mom wasn’t looking.

I would walk to Hellers bakery and buy two donuts and the weekend Post for my Father for $1.55

I fell in love with baseball at Turtle Park and once hit a home run that almost made it to Maryland from the field at 44th and Western.

I moved out to the country for high school so I never stuck around for the post-M. Barry revival. Even today, I still know you don’t let your purse hang loose down past Florida Ave.

But if you say you’re from DC. I’ll ask you quite pointedly; 577 or 578? And if you look at me funny I’ll know you really mean Rockville.

FWIW, your SSN tell depends on when the person was born. I was born in DC, but don’t have 557 or 8.

These DCUM native threads always end up skewing so NW.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:The first three digits of my social are 577

I used to jack candy bars from Rodmans when my mom wasn’t looking.

I would walk to Hellers bakery and buy two donuts and the weekend Post for my Father for $1.55

I fell in love with baseball at Turtle Park and once hit a home run that almost made it to Maryland from the field at 44th and Western.

I moved out to the country for high school so I never stuck around for the post-M. Barry revival. Even today, I still know you don’t let your purse hang loose down past Florida Ave.

But if you say you’re from DC. I’ll ask you quite pointedly; 577 or 578? And if you look at me funny I’ll know you really mean Rockville.

FWIW, your SSN tell depends on when the person was born. I was born in DC, but don’t have 557 or 8.

These DCUM native threads always end up skewing so NW.

So what is your son tell? What does nw have to do with it?