My parents moved to Houston when I was in college (yes, I found them). Lived with them during the summer. It was so hot and humid it took me a few days to get use to being outside without getting exhausted. No matter how clean your house was, seeing cockroaches was something you had to get used to. Big suckers. It was around the time Urban Cowboy came out. No internet or CDs, and there was only one radio station that didn't play country or Mexican music. After a couple years my parents moved to Tyler, east of Dallas. It was a dry county, so you had to buy a membership at clubs to drink alcohol. And everything closed up on Sundays. After I graduated I moved back to NYS.