BamaPeach
06-29-2003, 11:57 PM
Here is something I found while browsing and it really sums up the way I feel about where I live. I am sure everyone feels similar to this about thier home town but this is very descriptive and I thought I would share it.
I am always amused by Hollywood's interpretation of the South. We are still, on occasion, depicted as a collective group of sweaty, stupid, backwards-minded and racist rednecks.
The south of movies and TV, the Hollywood south, is not my south.
This is my south:
My south is full of honest, hardworking people. My south is the birthplace of blues and jazz, and rock n' roll.
It has banjo pickers and fiddle players, but it also has B.B. King, Muddy Waters, the Allman Brothers, Emmylou Harris and Elvis.
My South is hot. My South smells of newly mowed grass. My South was the South of The Partridge Family, Hawaii 5-0 and kick the can.
My South was creek swimming, cane-pole fishing and bird hunting. In my South, football is king.
My South is home to the most beautiful women on the planet.
In my South, soul food and country cooking are the same thing.
My South is full of fig preserves, cornbread, butter beans, fried chicken, grits and catfish. In my South we eat fois gras, caviar and truffles.
In my South, our transistor radios introduced us to the Beatles and the Rolling Stones at the same time they were introduced to the rest of the country.
In my South, grandmothers cook a big lunch every Sunday.
In my South, family matters, deeply.
My South is boiled shrimp, blackberry cobbler, peach ice cream, banana pudding and oatmeal cream pies.
In my South people put peanuts in bottles of Coca Cola and hot sauce on almost everything.
In my South the tea is iced and almost as sweet as the women.
My South has air-conditioning.
My South is camellias, azaleas, wisteria and hydrangeas.
In my South, the only person that has to sit on the back of the bus is the last person that got on the bus.
In my South, people still say, "yes, ma'am," "no ma'am," "please" and "thank you."
In my South, we all wear shoes.... most of the time.
My South is the best-kept secret in the country. ....
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"The only thing neccessary for evil to succeed is for good people to do nothing"
ACF June 18, 2003 C4-5, C5-6, and C6-7 with bone donor and hardware
I am always amused by Hollywood's interpretation of the South. We are still, on occasion, depicted as a collective group of sweaty, stupid, backwards-minded and racist rednecks.
The south of movies and TV, the Hollywood south, is not my south.
This is my south:
My south is full of honest, hardworking people. My south is the birthplace of blues and jazz, and rock n' roll.
It has banjo pickers and fiddle players, but it also has B.B. King, Muddy Waters, the Allman Brothers, Emmylou Harris and Elvis.
My South is hot. My South smells of newly mowed grass. My South was the South of The Partridge Family, Hawaii 5-0 and kick the can.
My South was creek swimming, cane-pole fishing and bird hunting. In my South, football is king.
My South is home to the most beautiful women on the planet.
In my South, soul food and country cooking are the same thing.
My South is full of fig preserves, cornbread, butter beans, fried chicken, grits and catfish. In my South we eat fois gras, caviar and truffles.
In my South, our transistor radios introduced us to the Beatles and the Rolling Stones at the same time they were introduced to the rest of the country.
In my South, grandmothers cook a big lunch every Sunday.
In my South, family matters, deeply.
My South is boiled shrimp, blackberry cobbler, peach ice cream, banana pudding and oatmeal cream pies.
In my South people put peanuts in bottles of Coca Cola and hot sauce on almost everything.
In my South the tea is iced and almost as sweet as the women.
My South has air-conditioning.
My South is camellias, azaleas, wisteria and hydrangeas.
In my South, the only person that has to sit on the back of the bus is the last person that got on the bus.
In my South, people still say, "yes, ma'am," "no ma'am," "please" and "thank you."
In my South, we all wear shoes.... most of the time.
My South is the best-kept secret in the country. ....
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"The only thing neccessary for evil to succeed is for good people to do nothing"
ACF June 18, 2003 C4-5, C5-6, and C6-7 with bone donor and hardware
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Catherine with a C
06-30-2003, 12:55 AM
Ginny,
don't tell anybody~~but, I want to be from the south!!
How does one become a Southern Belle?!
If one is not born there, what are the rules! by proxy?
I loved your message!!
An ode to a wonderful place!
I am from the southern part of Ontario,Canada....
does that count?!
PS. I think you are a shining example of participating in your own recovery.
Here you are, sharing~~~~~~~& only a few 24 hours out of major surgery!
Blessings to you.
xo Catherine
don't tell anybody~~but, I want to be from the south!!
How does one become a Southern Belle?!
If one is not born there, what are the rules! by proxy?
I loved your message!!
An ode to a wonderful place!
I am from the southern part of Ontario,Canada....
does that count?!
PS. I think you are a shining example of participating in your own recovery.
Here you are, sharing~~~~~~~& only a few 24 hours out of major surgery!
Blessings to you.
xo Catherine
janie francine
06-30-2003, 01:28 PM
Oh Ginny,
You're breakin' my heart, honey. I lived in Georgia for five years and I curse the day I ever moved north again. I miss the weather, grits, hush puppies, biscuits, fried okra, banana pudding, peach cobbler, St. Simon's, the spring blooming everywhere, floating down the Chattahoochee River on a Sun afternoon in a raft with a cooler full of cold ones and my back porch. Sigh. People are people wherever you go - some good, some not. Some of the best people I ever met were in Georgia. I may never live there again, but as part of my heart was left in San Francisco, another part is in Georgia. Thanks.
Jeanine
You're breakin' my heart, honey. I lived in Georgia for five years and I curse the day I ever moved north again. I miss the weather, grits, hush puppies, biscuits, fried okra, banana pudding, peach cobbler, St. Simon's, the spring blooming everywhere, floating down the Chattahoochee River on a Sun afternoon in a raft with a cooler full of cold ones and my back porch. Sigh. People are people wherever you go - some good, some not. Some of the best people I ever met were in Georgia. I may never live there again, but as part of my heart was left in San Francisco, another part is in Georgia. Thanks.
Jeanine
DepecheJan
06-30-2003, 02:05 PM
Thanks for your post Ginny. Gosh, it makes me homesick. I grew up in Memphis, TN. Moved away seven years ago. I still get to visit the South since my parents live in Arkansas and my sister lives in Texas. However it isn't quite the same since it isn't where I grew up. The people in the South are the nicest people in the world--I will always believe that! Thanks again for the walk down memory lane--it was much appreciated. Take care
Jan
Go Titans!!! :)
Jan
Go Titans!!! :)
jbell95
06-30-2003, 03:35 PM
Hey Ya'll, although I was born in California, I have been a southerner at heart since my first visit to Atlanta in 1971 when I was 10. I used to spend my summers here visiting with my father and getting to know his side of the family.
I learned to love "hot water corn bread" and "sweet tea" during my summer visits. I was amazed at the green grass, trees, the large bugs and the sounds they made, and I loved to see the "lightening bugs" light up during the warm summer evenings.
I even became an Atlanta Braves supporter despite having relatives who were loyal San Francisco Giant and Los Angeles Dodger fans.
I am a reformed California Raisin. Ten years ago this July I moved to Atlanta and became an official Georgia Peach. Jasmine http://www.healthboards.com/ubb/jester.gif
I learned to love "hot water corn bread" and "sweet tea" during my summer visits. I was amazed at the green grass, trees, the large bugs and the sounds they made, and I loved to see the "lightening bugs" light up during the warm summer evenings.
I even became an Atlanta Braves supporter despite having relatives who were loyal San Francisco Giant and Los Angeles Dodger fans.
I am a reformed California Raisin. Ten years ago this July I moved to Atlanta and became an official Georgia Peach. Jasmine http://www.healthboards.com/ubb/jester.gif
KeithEugeneW
06-30-2003, 05:08 PM
Sign me up! I've always been a country boy anyway, but I can do without the 5 months of winter here. I grew up swimming in creeks and ponds and bird (grouse not quail) hunting as well. I have to agree about the south being home to the most beautiful women on the planet. Actually, that very well may have been how my neck got so screwed up. Whenever I visited the south and was driving down the street, I got a severe case of ratchet neck taking in all the gorgeous assets. :D
The Honorary Southern Gentleman,
Keith
The Honorary Southern Gentleman,
Keith
BamaPeach
06-30-2003, 09:08 PM
Ya'll can all be honorary southerners if you want. I am glad everyone enjoyed it and it just seemed to sum it up. My son keeps trying to move me to Pittsburgh, which I am sure is a great place, but my southern roots are to strong for that.
i have to honestly say though that everyone here certainly has southern hospitality down pat. Hugs
Ginny
Gotta go make some more tea..lol
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"The only thing neccessary for evil to succeed is for good people to do nothing"
ACF June 18, 2003 C4-5, C5-6, and C6-7 with bone donor and hardware
i have to honestly say though that everyone here certainly has southern hospitality down pat. Hugs
Ginny
Gotta go make some more tea..lol
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"The only thing neccessary for evil to succeed is for good people to do nothing"
ACF June 18, 2003 C4-5, C5-6, and C6-7 with bone donor and hardware
topaz6336
06-30-2003, 09:28 PM
Bama
Great post and the truth! Im from Mississippi and as im writting this im listening to the rain falling and the frogs yelling. There is nothing like sitting on the porch in the evening watching lightening bugs and talking with friends and family.
Every Sunday families get together and have sunday dinner,everyone brings covered dishes and dessert.Sometimes in the hot afternoons we make homemade ice cream with the old crank ice cream maker.
the South will always be my home.
Great post and the truth! Im from Mississippi and as im writting this im listening to the rain falling and the frogs yelling. There is nothing like sitting on the porch in the evening watching lightening bugs and talking with friends and family.
Every Sunday families get together and have sunday dinner,everyone brings covered dishes and dessert.Sometimes in the hot afternoons we make homemade ice cream with the old crank ice cream maker.
the South will always be my home.
ladyblue
06-30-2003, 11:03 PM
Bama,
Wonderful post....I have read that before and like it still as much today. Of course being from the south myself, I have to agree.
Tonites menu was chicken and dressing, gravy, home made hot rolls, green beans (the real kind cooked in bacon grease with plenty of seasoning), chocolate cake and of course sweet tea.
I am kinda sorta feeling better and got the urge to cook today cuz it was raining and storming outside.
Husband is happy to hear the mixer back at work again.
Take the time to sit on a porch swing and watch the fire flies...it kinda puts things into perspective.
Southern smiles,
Lisa
Wonderful post....I have read that before and like it still as much today. Of course being from the south myself, I have to agree.
Tonites menu was chicken and dressing, gravy, home made hot rolls, green beans (the real kind cooked in bacon grease with plenty of seasoning), chocolate cake and of course sweet tea.
I am kinda sorta feeling better and got the urge to cook today cuz it was raining and storming outside.
Husband is happy to hear the mixer back at work again.
Take the time to sit on a porch swing and watch the fire flies...it kinda puts things into perspective.
Southern smiles,
Lisa
cnewmann
06-30-2003, 11:11 PM
BamaPeach,
I was just down your way this weekend. And since I live in the Heart of the South--(just out of Montgomery), I totally agree with everything said.
I've traveled all over the world, but there is no place like home.
Connie in Alabama (a true Southern Belle)
I was just down your way this weekend. And since I live in the Heart of the South--(just out of Montgomery), I totally agree with everything said.
I've traveled all over the world, but there is no place like home.
Connie in Alabama (a true Southern Belle)
KeithEugeneW
07-01-2003, 12:29 PM
Geez, you guys are all making me homesick for the South and I've never lived there! I love hearing y'all talk, there's just something very relaxing and warm about it compared to the boring way us northerners talk!
I get to sit out on my back porch and watch the lightening bugs too, it's just that ours don't get to fly that long before the snow starts up again! I love living out in the country, though, whether it's in the north or south, there's still a lot in common. I woke up the other night with a tin can clanging on my deck, and it turned out to be a raccoon who decided he liked my grease dripping cans hanging from the gas grill. He got into it pretty heavy, and his greased hand and foot prints are now pretty much a permanent decoration across my deck! I'll bet he had a case of the raccoon's version of Montezuma's Revenge after that! Got a nice digital picture of a gray fox in the back yard the next day, that was pretty neat. Must be the raccoon told him about the free meal. Darned wild turkeys keep using my garden as a dusting bowl, had to chase them out of there twice this morning before work! I tricked the deer by planting soybeans at the back of the field, so they will home in on those and leave my garden alone long enough for it to grow, so far so good! Got to love having these kinds of problems, though, sure beats loud traffic, drive-by-shootings, drug dealers and thieves in an urban environment! In our neck of the woods, an endangered species is any criminal stupid enough to try to break into the house.....we don't dial 911. :D
Keith
I get to sit out on my back porch and watch the lightening bugs too, it's just that ours don't get to fly that long before the snow starts up again! I love living out in the country, though, whether it's in the north or south, there's still a lot in common. I woke up the other night with a tin can clanging on my deck, and it turned out to be a raccoon who decided he liked my grease dripping cans hanging from the gas grill. He got into it pretty heavy, and his greased hand and foot prints are now pretty much a permanent decoration across my deck! I'll bet he had a case of the raccoon's version of Montezuma's Revenge after that! Got a nice digital picture of a gray fox in the back yard the next day, that was pretty neat. Must be the raccoon told him about the free meal. Darned wild turkeys keep using my garden as a dusting bowl, had to chase them out of there twice this morning before work! I tricked the deer by planting soybeans at the back of the field, so they will home in on those and leave my garden alone long enough for it to grow, so far so good! Got to love having these kinds of problems, though, sure beats loud traffic, drive-by-shootings, drug dealers and thieves in an urban environment! In our neck of the woods, an endangered species is any criminal stupid enough to try to break into the house.....we don't dial 911. :D
Keith
BamaPeach
07-01-2003, 12:36 PM
I hear ya man. My kinda problems exactly. Keeping my horses out of my birdhouses is an everyday dilemna at my house. You are right Country is Country and there is nothing like it. I know people that thrive on the bustle of the city and it is as foreign to me as my way of life probably is to them
Keep the Faith man
Ginny
Keep the Faith man
Ginny