I spent the majority of my teenage years growing up in a small town in New Hampshire. Life was so different there than it is here in Suburbia, Atlanta! We didn't have a WalMart, public pool, city parks, 6 lane highways... anywhere we needed to go, we could usually walk to. In the winter, my parents would cross country ski to work when the roads were too bad to drive. In the summer, when it got hot, my friends and I would drive into the woods and find a swimming hole to jump in, or go rock diving at the quarry. We'd camp out wherever we wanted, there were no designated "camping grounds" - and camping usually did not include a tent, just sleeping under the stars or in the bed of a truck! Students at highschool had gun racks in their trucks, loaded with hunting rifles... one student even brought his hunting puppy to classes with him to help socialize him! Flannel was the fashion, and not because of the grunge movement - simply because it was COLD!
Anyway, all that to say... I was molded alot by spending my years growing up in the small town/country life. I enjoy country music, so in honor of my roots, I wanted to share what I consider to be the absolute best country song ever. The louder you turn it up, the more fun it is! Enjoy :-)
(Oh, and the playlist generator has it wrong - the group is not Diamond Rio, it is The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band!)
2 comments:
Hey Erin,
You know, not much has changed in this small town in the 10 years since you've been gone...We do have a WalMart now!
I actually ran into Duane recently and he looks the same. Still wearing a flannel shirt and camo hunting hat.
It's nice to hear you talk about Keene in your blog. We really had a lot of fun back then.
Glad all is well.
Elizabeth
Sounds like a fun place to grow up!
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