Do you remember when you moved to your "forever home"? I'll never forget... for me it was 9/25/1978.
Seeing San Diego through the eyes of a newcomer was exciting beyond belief. Coming from the midwest -was it Iowa or Ohio? - I couldn't wait to experience that Endless Summer of legend. Especially since we were coming off the blizzards of winter '77-78.
That thrill hasn't changed much in the past 40 years. I've never told anyone I was from San Diego without their swooning a bit and then launching into how much they loved it here.