Haha. My life is full of humorous highlights, indeed.
But some recent internet surfing led me to a website for people whose home town truly does not exist (anymore): Those who grew up in Pine Point, Canada, now only see some asphalt roads leading through flat land, and if they look closely, all that remains of their city is the basement of the hotel that was overlooked when eradicating all traces of this place. And, it seems, the cemetery, because unlike their old houses, the dead were not relocated. There is a pretty cool site that documents it all.
My own home town is still intact. I must say that some of its neighbourhoods could benefit from having some of the more atrocious pieces of 1950s architecture removed, but apart from that, it is quite alive.