Having grown up in the California Bay Area, I was immersed in both the joys of city life, the feel of small town community and the opportunities of a lifetime. I grew up in a city that was booming with the birth of technology. And yet, it was pre internet, pre dot-com. I myself am the daughter of two amazing teachers. Not University professors mind you, my dad taught at the high school and my mom taught early education. Many of my school mates went on to be writers, journalists, producers, musicians, and yes, web designers. But I'm not sure I can think of anyone who grew up to be a redneck. Except myself that is!
|fishing with Dad ~ There is a creek there someplace!|
My mom was from the midwest and the south, they moved a lot. There were summer trips out west to visit her sisters. We spent time visiting my mom's old farmhouses. There were many! Hearing wonderful stories about winter blizzards, and fingers caught in windmill blades. Hot irons under the sheets and amazing gardens. Lemon Meringue pie that made "Daddy, (my grandpa) want to meet Mamma." Wagon rides and how Grandpa fell out of the hay loft. There are still lots of stories. My mom however isn't very redneckish, maybe a little hick once, but not redneck. She is very smart and artistic. I truly think of her has an Elegant Woman. Someone I hope I can aspire to be more like.
|Horse Day Camp ~ I'm in the middle|
As much as my parents influenced me, I don't really think it had much to do with them. After all, none of my brothers are rednecks. It was born. First off I love horses. As a kid I LOVED horses. Every time we took a trip, if there was a sign that said horseback riding, my parents know I would want to do it. And my dear parents would let me. I think I was five or six when I started going to Horse Day Camp. It wasn't just horses either. I love all animals. Still do.
|a country living crawdad|