I recently spent a week with my Dad who lives in one of the states at least one state further south than the Mason Dixon Line. I have always thought of it as the Deep South, as opposed to the Shallow South (those states just barely over the Mason Dixon Line). As with any of my travels I make note of those things that are unique and different about the place I am visiting. Below are a few of the things I noticed during my recent stay.
- You can tell you are in the Deep South when you order lasagna and it comes with corn bread. That thar's Italian eatin ' ya'll.
- The Deep South is the only place I know of where you will hear a 40 or 50 year old man still refer to his father as "Daddy". That is just kind of cool to me.
- In the Deep South , there is nothing cuter than hearing a four year old girl, who is missing one or both front teeth, explain how the Easter Bunny "works"; telling the tale with a thick southern accent, over the top hand gestures and ending the story with a demonstration of the way the Bunny hops.
- If a kid messes up in the Deep South, you can count on him (plus one or more of his parents) showing up at your door to tell you what he did, apologize, and ask what he needs to do to make things right. This also holds true in close knit neighborhoods no matter where they are located - but not as much as it used to.
- In the Deep South, you will hear kids talking in a strange language you seldom hear from kids elsewhere. Words like "Sir", "Mam", "Mister", "Miss", "Missus", "Thank You" and "You're Welcome". Of course all that is said with a certain twang that makes it even more endearing.
- When getting directions in the Deep South, the instructions will always include at least one local landmark -- "Well, you take a right and go until you see the Big Chicken then make a left..."; "Head south for about 5 miles and if you see Boyd's Feed & Seed, you went too far...", "Make a right at the stop light and then make a left just past Aunt Lorraine's house, you know its her's because of all the lawn gnomes and glass balls on stands...." -- Even though I travel with a GPS I ask directions now and then just to listen to the them.
- Finally, you know you're in the Deep South, when you hear someone say "Ya'll come back, now." as you leave.
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