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Hey! I was born and raised in Idaho Falls!
It isn't the end of the world.
But you can see it from there.
Hey, Judy. Nothing personal. I lived in IF for six months a long time ago and actually I found it quite charming and not a bad place at all.
I lived on H Street near Canal...about two blocks from the LDS temple.
It does breed a certain acerbic sense of humor, though. A bumper sticker on an Idaho-plated car I saw there read If you haven't seen Hell freeze over, come to Idaho Falls.
Good times.
I didn't take it personally. I thought it was funny.
RE: IF and dry wit, I always loved the road sign just outside the city limits going towards Swan Valley: Warning to tourists: Do not laugh at the natives!
And, yes, the winters were cold. I much prefer the rain here in Stumptown. You don't have to shovel it.
Cold winters indeed. My late mother-in-law was a born, bred, and dyed-in-the-wool Montanan, but she lived her adult life out and died in Oregon.
Why? I asked her once. The winters, she said, as well as everyone else she knew from Montana. They loved the state, but hated the winters.
Those are tough winters if they chase the natives off.
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