Southern Livin'

[lizzybennet]

I snapped this picture as I was stuck in traffic today. Don't misunderstand me. I love the South. But there are some aspects of it that I don't understand. The need to still fly this flag is one of them. It reminded me of an experience I had a few years ago when I worked at Wal-Mart pharmacy. I was chatting with a Pharmacist about the Civil War. His great, great grandaddy had fought in the war, on the Confederate side. As he was telling me about his ancestor, I was counting pills and sort of just half listening. Suddenly I realized that he was crying. The story he was telling me about his grandaddy was so special to him that it had moved him to tears. This is what he told me: His grandaddy had been held in a Northern prisoner of war camp. When the war was over and he was released, he walked all the way home to Alabama. When he arrived at his home, he didn't go immediately in. He got the attention of one of his slaves and had the slave bring him clean clothes. Then he proceeded to clean himself up before he allowed his family to see him again.

Comments

[mysteena.livejournal.com]

I agree that this strong sense of family tradition seems to be unique to the south. I don't see it in Arizona at all. I wish I knew more about my own family history. I mean, I can research the names but I don't know the stories of their lives. I hope one day I can use my skillz (ha!) as a historian to find out more about the lives of my ancestors. I know I have an ancestor who came to Barbados as an endentured servant, but was that by choice? If so, why did he feel the need to take on such a life? Or was he kidnapped and forced into it? I'm envious of people who know these great stories about thier family.

I'm still shocked when I hear people say such things too. It saddens me. It seems hard to believe in this day and age that such attitudes still exsist.

[-bella-luna.livejournal.com]

Barbados wow!

I know about the horse thieves in my dad's side of the family. But that's about it.