Originally posted by katana8869
Lol, it's funny, but my first trip ever to New York was to visit my wife's family, in the Catskill mountains.
All of her people are upstate dairy farmers. I spent most of our time there sitting on the front porch with a bulldog sprawled across my feet while discussing cows and farming with her uncle, working on an old Massey Ferguson tractor, fiddling with the cows and fishing for trout in the crick.
Once or twice a day, a car would come by and the driver would grin and throw up their hand as they went past.
The only difference from how it used to be around here was that when it was time to go it was "See you's guys the next time you come up he-yah! lol
You know things have changed in Florida when you have to go to New York to feel like a Southerner.
Tell me about it, I grew up in those mountains 60 years ago; things are pretty much the same now as then.