Small Town Memories

Blogs are filled with people from big cites, so I thought I'd give my two cents on being from a small town.

Well manicured lawns dot the landscape on Benson Street. Houses with columns and graceful arches beckon you inside. Several houses make me wonder what kind of family lives behind the doors.

The Pre-Fourth Extravaganza is the closest thing to a big celebration that your going to get. Oh, you might get bit by a few mosquitoes, too. My brother has always glared at me because they don't bite me for some reason.

(Almost) everyone knows you and your family. This can be a good thing or a bad thing. If you need a cup of sugar, it's a good thing. If you don't won't everyone in your business, it's a bad thing.

As kids, my brother and I could play outside late at night without fear of strangers because we lived out in the country. We had a few neighbors, and that was it.

In a small town, you go to school with the same people from elementary school through high school. Some of my best memories were made during those times, too.

You will see plenty of churches as you drive through our town. It's almost equal to the number of eating establishments, but I haven't counted. :)

Family is very important. Trips to Wal-Mart are a close second.

As I'm writing this, I'm thinking of many things that apply to the South. Another post is brewing in my head faster than I can type, so stay tuned for that one!

Anyone else from a small town? Do you have anything else to add to this list?