I often find myself on the same situation, I live on the same street the school I graduated from is and my oldest son is goes to that school, I pick him up every day when he is goes out before I go to lunch, pick him and both go home, every day I look at the school, things that have change, see students and some of my old professors, then try to remember what the hell I use to talk about when I was a kid and cant remember, but I guess is part of that innocense, probably use to say and think about things that make to sense to an adult but thats the beauty of that age, nothing really matters, no responsibilities, just live at 100% without regrets