I first moved to Cranbrook in 1990, I was 10 years old. I went to Murial Baxter Elementary School, Laurie Junior High School, Mount Baker High School, and then to the College of the Rockies. Like many people who grew up in Cranbrook, I assumed that if I was going to do something with my life, I would have to move away. So I signed up for University, and moved to New Brunswick. I did two years of my business degree there, and finished it off in Sydney Australia. All in all, I lived away from Cranbrook for four years. Fredericton was awesome, and I loved Sydney; but, one thing I noticed, is that the longer that I was away, the more I grew to love my home town. Cranbrook is the grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup of cities. It’s not the fanciest meal, but it warms your soul every time you eat it. Every time I came home to visit, I experienced three things that I call the three F’s: Fun, Friends, and Family. That never changed, because, Cranbrook is a constant. You can leave, not talk to Cranbrook for years, and when you come back, your friendships takes off again just where you left it.
The grass in Cranbrook is about as green as it gets, metaphorically speaking.
I have met a lot of people who have done the same thing that I have. Moved away, and then moved back. It’s natural to think that the grass is always greener on the other side. Sometimes it is. Like many people though, I’ve come to realize that the grass in Cranbrook is about as green as it gets, metaphorically speaking. I am sure that there are some variables in the Cranbrook equation. Obviously there have been changes here and there; however, the views are still the same, when I go into my favorite businesses, I still talk to my favorite business owners, and when I do something social, I do it with people that I have known for many many years. There is value in that. Which is why I came back and made Cranbrook my home, as many others have done, or wish they could.