Dayton was the closest major city to where I grew up and served as a cultural and geographical landmark for the township where I lived. I recall driving to the city to accompany my parents on business, to go to shops and bakeries, or to watch a basketball game at UD Arena. Nearly all my memories there are fond ones, and have instilled in me a sentimental view of the city. While I left the area in 2013, I frequently return to visit family and friends. In adulthood, I gained new memories of Dayton as I explored its clubs, bars, and breweries. These experiences too shaped the ideal contained within my head, still layered in nostalgia. As a city ravaged by the post-industrial economy, it’s interesting to imagine Dayton in its mid-twentieth century heyday, full of economic growth and social opportunity. . . . Read the full article.

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