where I'm from

WHERE I'M FROM




I am from cotton dresses , from Little Debbie Moon Pies and milk bottles on the porch.

I am from the white house with the big plate window that rang loudly when a baseball hit it from a backyard ballgame.

I am from the trees in the woods and the blooming crabapple trees,  mimosa trees, hollyhocks and roses.

I am from Sunday dinners and Monday leftovers and hardheadedness from Louise and Harold and Walter.

I am from the wanderlust and horse lovers.

From don't talk at the table and go outside and play.

I am from the Southern Baptist faith with the no drinking and dancing and yes, there is a hell.

I'm from Georgia with Cherokee, Dane and English thrown in,pot roast and fruitcakes.

From the grandmother who feared her grandchild was dead when she was knocked out from a fall from a crib (that was me), the ball fields where Wally would play Little League.

 

I am from the time when pictures were taken of the grandchildren not the youngest child that grew up in the middle.

 

I am from parents raised in the depression, veterans of war. work till you die generation. I am from a warm father and a hard mother. I am from a time of war and a time of free love. I am from an age of change, the Age of Aquarius.