I love the South and Alabama in particular. You get the "yes sir" and "yes ma'am" in the south. People wave to you when you're driving by. Folks will hold the door open for you. Smoke actually comes out of the exhaust stacks of barbecue restaurants in the south. What kind of real barbecue place doesn't have smoke coming out of its stack? The kind without barbecue pits, that's what kind. I digress. Only in the south can you get SEC football, large mouth bass, Golden Flake potato chips, Blue Bell ice cream, black eyed peas, sweet tea and multiple American Idol winners. Okay, so maybe you can get some of these things outside of the south, but it just ain't the same if you're not enjoying those things with company that boasts a friendly drawl or southern twang - especially company of the female persuasion with a sweet, syrupy southern accent. I'm a very lucky man to have married my southern belle. Yeah, Carol's drawl is pretty much gone but all it takes is that weekly phone call
