Comments: There are trailers in my past.

Oh My Goodness. I can actually relate (sort of).

Spent many many weeks in a little town called Hazard Ky (yes, it's real - I've been there). I kept expecting to see examples from there in that Movin' website - maybe I should submit some.

BTW - sounds like you made a very wise decision!

Posted by Tammi at July 22, 2004 10:26 PM

Quite a picture you've painted. I was waiting to hear that you ran into a strange looking dude playing the banjo.

But hey, they're Hillary's "peeps" too!

Great story.

Posted by Jim at July 23, 2004 04:28 AM

Tammi: I've actually been to Hazard, KY as well. I'm very tickled that I didn't have to spends weeks there, though. :)

Jim: Hmmn. No Banjo's, but "The man who sired me" and my brother both played guitar. Does that count? :)

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 23, 2004 06:49 AM

you forgot that our sire's sire played the banjo & the fiddle. The pic's with all the cars really brought the memories back. And I was glad you remembered the fridges w/beer taps. Just couldn't resist on this one, I had to comment as how clearly you pictured with words the wonderful surrounding & living quarters we used to visit.

Posted by ME at July 23, 2004 11:51 AM

Johnny-Oh: Glad to see you've improved your standards over the years.

Now if only I could get you to stop wasting time with that ne'er-do-well Straight White Eric. He's SUCH a bad influence...

Posted by Harvey at July 23, 2004 01:18 PM

That was great! If in doubt, link Sally! ;)

Posted by Sally at July 23, 2004 03:26 PM

Wow! I pictured that all perfectly. The only thing you were missing, in my mind, were the hounddogs sleeping on the porch. I've seen what you're describing more times than I care to admit too! Good for your Mom in finding a great guy to raise you.

Posted by Boudicca at July 23, 2004 04:30 PM

Hey Wow! ME- there is my actual "blogless" sister. Nice to see you commenting 'Chelle. :^) I'd forgotten that Grandpa "H" played the banjo. Probably a surpressed memory or something. ;^)

Okay Harvey. I'll quit hanging out with Eric, as long as you: move to within an hour's drive from me, get a pool table for your garage, and have a whole bunch of interesting people out there once a week to shoot pool and imbibe heavily. Deal?

Sally: Hey. It worked this time, so there's no reason it wouldn't work in the future. Thanks for the inspiration. :^)

Boudicca: There was generally a Dog or three running around there, but I don't recall if any of them were hounds. Definately nothing of the "blue tick" variety at least.

My Mom certainly did a good job catching my Dad. The only thing that I regret is that my Dad is the spitting image of his Dad,( Irish, red hair when younger, went mostly bald later, and the hair turned blonde, blue eyes, fair complection, and all that) and I look nothing like him ('slovakian, dark hair, dark eyes, tan well, taller, etc). I'd love it if I had the chance to carry on the tradition of looking like my Dad. Alas, it didn't work out that way, but I'm still glad he's my Dad. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Posted by Johnny - Oh at July 23, 2004 05:52 PM

Finally got round to reading that trailer trash site in it's entirety. I posted the quiz at my place. The first question remains my favourite! :)

Posted by Sally at July 24, 2004 07:41 AM

Johnny-Oh - I *am* within an hour's drive. You just need to go REALLY fast :-)

Posted by Harvey at July 25, 2004 01:10 AM
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