Welcome to Part One!

I had said that in a previous post that I would start talking about where I come from so all would know where my kind of thinking started. Because, you know that everyone was raised in a different setting which weighs alot on our thoughts and perceptions. Here we go…

Back in the day, of which you will hear alot of, I was born and raised by a hard-working Dad and a loving Mom. We lived in the country in the state of Mississippi. Now, many people have opinions about Mississippi and they may all be true, but that’s where I’m from. It definitely wasn’t an easy life, but is was a great one! The things that I used to complain about as a kid, I would love to have that life again today.

My parents had their share of problems back then, but they never involved me or my sisters in their problems. They let us be…. Kids! It sure doesn’t seem that way today. I am the oldest and the only boy. I have three awesome sisters with their own families now, but that’s another story! I can tell you this, we were very blessed to have our parents. I don’t know what we’d have ever done without them.

As I recall, we were always doing something and it wasn’t in the house. We were shoo’d out the door every day and we were more than ok with it. We wouldn’t come back in until it was dark. What a long day, but we always had fun!

There is so much more to cover and I will in follow-on posts as I have endless stories about those days. So, hang tough!

Thank you for visiting and by the way, if you didn’t know what the picture was up top…. it’s a cotton field! I loved those fields!

Sarge