Benjamin Grimm wrote: I've probably posted this analogy before, but I'll do it again anyway. When my parents still lived in the house that I grew up in, when I'd visit them I felt like I was going home. Now they live in a different house. When I visit them, I'm going to a familiar, comfortable, and friendly place, but it's not home. I don't live in New York anymore, and I'll never go to as many games at Citi Field as I went to at Shea. Citi Field, at best, will be like my parents' current house. In the later years, a big part of the draw for me in going to Shea was that feeling of connection to my past. I can understand that those of you who haven't left New York probably don't feel that way, but for me, yes, Shea became part of the draw. A fairly big part. I think i've posted my analogy too, but anyway.. My parents still live in the house I grew up in. I had fond memories of living there. But I'm so so glad to be in the new place, and couldn't wait to get out. And this was nothing against the people living there, because it was always pleasant.