Growing up Southern

Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It’s more than where you’re born – it’s an idea, a state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It’s more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, high school football, beer, country music, and acoustic guitars. It’s being hospitable, being devoted to front porches, magnolias, the good Lord, and each other. We don’t become Southern – we’re born that way.
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