My dad could see every home he lived in from every other home he loved in, from birth, to 44 years old...and even then, it was to the city my mom grew up in.I don't remember having any godparents, but maybe it's a thing kids who never move get to have. I moved around a lot as a kid.
I had a godparent, my mothers brother, he started out well, giving me gifts, showing and teaching me things, he ended with stealing all the money in my savings account set up for me as a kid, I found that out when I was 19......great fun! He died shortly after leaving us with the fallout of his, lets be kind and call it a lifestyle: illegitimate children, mountains of debt, all the implecations of not having an official address for years.......more great fun!
God I love my family.