Thursday, December 10, 2009

SWEET HOME ALABAMA

This blog may not make sense to everyone, but to some I know it will hit home. I just felt like writing with some random thoughts.

I am so glad I grew up in Alabama. I've lived in Kentucky, Tennessee, and spent summers in Savannah, GA. All those places were great, but as the famous song goes, my home's in Alabama. One of the few stories I know about my father's time in the war is when he heard "my home's in alabama." He told me how it made him homesick. I know that feeling. When I played football at tiny Maryville College in Maryville, TN. I longed to be home in Bama. I love to tell the story about coming home for the summer, from Maryville, and I pulled off at the first rest stop inside the state. I could literally SMELL that I was in Bama. It's just such a great place to be. Saturday's in the fall consist of the voice of Eli in my household. I know that when I hear his voice, it's football season. During the summer while I'm cutting the grass, and I think I'm gonna die from the heat, I know I'm in Bama. I know the beaches, the flatlands and suffocating heat of Montgomery, and now the mountains of the northeast part of the state. Every time we have a Noah and the flood like rain, I just smile and say, that's Alabama for you.
It's a state made up of the nicest people I've ever met, Christianity still means something, football is king, and on those late summer nights, the sound of the frogs and crickets in the distance sounds like a symphony. No other place would I ever want to live!!!
We've got country music, bustling cities like B'ham and Mobile, and the friendliness and understanding among strangers of what it means to be from Alabama.

We may be rednecks, mountain folks, or immature football fans, but I don't know too many people who move away.

I know it's random, but tonight I heard the frogs and crickets, (a very rare occasion during the winter), and started thinking of my life in the shadows of the Appalachian Mts. and the old times watching the sunset on Mobile Bay. Thank you Lord for Alabama.

My Home's In Alabama.....and always will be.

Roll Tide

Reece