Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Growing up Southern is a privilege, really.  It's more than where you're born, it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth.  It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music.  It's being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies and Coca-Cola... and each other.  We don't become Southern - we're born that way.



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