A Few Words that Make Me Think of Home


Sunday Supper
Buford Pusser
Pineapple Upside-down
Making Pictures
Piggly-Wiggly
Pot Liquor
Privet Hedge

Tommy Toes
Baptized
Hydrangea
Turnip
Stob
Gally-napper
Brisket
Papaw Joe Doc
Gumption
Mountain Laurel
Row to hoe
Pimento cheese
Hair pick
Alligator gar
Holler
Beau d’arc

Britches
Big Spring Jam 

Know any that should be in that list?
My mini-van didn’t start again this morning, after all loading up. I was going to ride with the windows down. One shouldn’t be thinking about riding with the windows down, especially when one is imagining being alone in a little car driving down I95South. Driving Goldy, that’s her new name, 25 mph down Township just ain’t the same. Sometimes a day just goes like this:

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1 Comments

Seth
Reply March 27, 2008

I always said "Road to Ho". Shows what a different upbringing I had.

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