Last modified: Sunday, May 18, 2008 1:44 AM EDT D'ARCONTE: So this is what you think... A spate of my recent columns have generated some feedback that we can actually print, so here it goes. Realtor's nightmare "Nice article on the neighborhood you grew up in," writes one reader. "Where was it? Life was so uncomplicated back then." "Thank you for the visit to Allentown, Pa., via yesterday's column," writes a North Attleboro reader, who knows where I come from. "And I'm sure other readers were transported to all the similar towns in the surrounding area. "You absolutley, positively, 100 percent NAILED the flavor and tone of the place. I haven't been there in 25 years, but you brought me right back to the late Fifties and Sixties. "Those back alleys behind my grandparent's house were such a thing of mystery for those of us who moved on to the Garden State, to our planned neighborhoods of detached houses and huge lawns, but returned for regular visits. "With the death of grandparents, and then aunts and uncles, the first and second cousins don't keep in touch beyond the occasional reunion or funeral. Sad, but I feel it's a product of today's age. "As you pointed out, you've let the real estate profession down. We, on the other hand, kept them rolling in commisssions. Our family moved five times in 15 years before settling in Scituate. "However, I did get scrapple as a birthday present last year from a friend who was traveling through. Now if someone around here could please make a decent sticky bun ..." Another reader added during a phone call that she had very similar experiences growing up in - who knew? - Brooklyn. Going green "Ciao, Oreste," writes a reader in Attleboro. "I enjoyed your weekly column and found several items worthy of comment. "First, I seem to remember that you have a Pennsylvania connection - perhaps a native in addition to attending the U. of Pennsylvania? If true, I share the Pennsylvania connection with you, growing up in the 1950s and '60s in the Erie area. "In your column, you state that 'I grew up in an era when it was OK to throw things like paper bags and bottles out of your car window or drop them on the sidewalk.' Perhaps in your part of Pennsylvania this was true, but I remember spurning those who pulled such shenanigans. We considered littering to be slovenly, selfish and, above all, lazy behavior. "Perhaps it was just the beautiful little enclave of Erie County that felt so. "On another matter, you lament that the Earth's moon does not have a proper name. If fact, it does - the Moon. Capitalized, the Moon refers to our very own orb. Uncapitalized, moon refers to a natural satellite revolving around a planet, e.g., the moons of Saturn. The moons of Saturn each have their own name, such as Titan and Mimas. "There is no diminution in this - just as the name of our Christian God is not lessened by any number of other named gods, such as Apollo or Hermes." A man of the cloth "I'm just re-reading your column of April 13." writes an Attleboro reader. "I really enjoyed it, especially the humor and commentary on the need for the separation of church and state. Well done! "Did you know that Roger Williams called for a 'wall or separation' of church and state 200-plus years before James Madison ...? "Part of the 'free church' tradition is that 'ordinary' men can step in. "The Quaker women, who had been kept in the pews and subservient, took what they call their 'inner light' and stormed the pulpits. Ministry thereafter was open to women ..." See you next week.