While I consider myself a part of the global community and travel everywhere from Africa to Alabama, I still have origins, a place where I was shaped into who I am now. It’s quite funny when people ask where I am from, and I proudly proclaim, “Alabama!” Usually it gets one of two reactions: people feel sorry for me, that I grew up in such a podunk place, or they get excited and ask questions like, “Do you have cows in your front yard?”
I laugh it off, but seriously, there are some cool things about growing up in Alabama. Things are much more laid-back there, people have manners, and folks are pretty friendly (as long as you support the same football team.) Plus, you get to see stuff like this:
I’m going back to this place, after I celebrate my 10-year release from prison high school reunion. I can’t wait!