"In the South, the breeze blows softer...neighbors are friendlier, nosier, and more talkative. (By contrast with the Yankee, the Southerner never uses one word when ten or twenty will do)...This is a different place. Our way of thinking is different, as are our ways of seeing, laughing, singing, eating, meeting and parting. Our walk is different, as the old song goes, our talk and our names. Nothing about us is quite the same as in the country to the north and west. What we carry in our memories is different too, and that may explain everything else."
--Charles Kuralt in "Southerners: Portrait of a People"
I am a military wife, rearing two wonderful boys, one precious baby girl, living all over the world while trying to maintain my Southern Belle roots. Join me for the ride!
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.
We owe this to our children!
Our Children
" We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm. " - George Orwell
Our Boys!!
we are so proud to be the parents of Christian and Freddie...
Fred (Daddy)
the most wonderful husband and father we could have ever asked for......
Daisy Rae Simpkins
she is our first "child"
Christian Andrew Simpkins
as a newborn
My Sailor Is A Boots On The Ground Warrior!
off to "church" in Al Qaim Iraq
Christian and Daddy
Brotherly Love
Huis Ten Bosch, Sasebo, Japan
Terry C and W
a wonderful friend in the presence of great company
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1 comment:
Love the pics. Mk is a huge fan as well . got the bday stuff ordered this morning. THanks. Later
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