Sometimes it really amazes me how different the experiences that my husband and I have had. I grew up in the Chicago Suburbs and he grew up in the 2nd biggest metro area within the same state. It isn't the big things that amaze me like the big differences between the families. It is the little things that strike me as most odd.
He didn't know who the Fantastic Four were. He has never read or watched Little House on the Prairie. He has never been the to the Sears tower--okay, this is one of the things I take for granted that everyone has experienced.
There are so many others and each one just serves as a reminder that everyone is different. Even if you think that they should feel, be, act, do, think, speak, the same.