I am from....
I am from ponytails, bare feet, pet rabbits and dogs and skunks, from Coca Cola and real butter, and The Ed Sullivan Show.
I am from quilts made from scraps and a use it up philosophy and suntans darkened by baby oil mixed with iodine.
I am from the mountains and from southern farmland, from playing outside till dark and catching lightenin' bugs.
I am from hydrangeas as blue as the sky and elephant ears by the front porch and fig trees in the back yard.
I am from campin' in tents and fishin' for supper, Sunday drives to see the crops, from Arthur and Wilma and Fred and Lois and Mattie and Christopher Columbus. I am from help out your neighbor and be polite and don't talk back.
I am from Kool Aid and butter & syrup sandwiches and chocolate gravy and work never killed anybody.
I am from Sunday School and Vacation Bible School and pinto beans and cornbread and clothes hangin' on the line.
I'm from Mulberry trees you could climb and walks to the public library.
I am from playin' at Grandma's feet and wearing her macaroni necklaces. I am from pickin' cotton and canning green beans. I am from playing Cowboys and Indians. I am from big gardens and old cars.
I am from big brothers and little brothers and little sisters and friends in the neighborhood and adults who'd spank my behind even if I wasn't their kid.
I am from black and white pictures, water coolers in the window, and slower times.
Where are you from?