Some 'splainin' to do (was RE: [at-l] Touching the Void)

[GoVolsKelly at aol.com (GoVolsKelly@aol.com)]

Dang, gal, you done gone an made me wanna move back today!  I hear, day in 
and day out, traffic, sirens, planes, honking horns, car crashes, and the 
occasional misdemeanor taking place. 

And God help you if you say, "Hi! Howareyew? Howsa kiyaids? Momma doin' 
okay?" to anyone.  At best, they'll nod with no smile.  At worst, you'll get shot.  
Mostly, people down here will tell you to eff off.  (or something like "eff" 
anyway.)  

"KINNEEEE!  I wanna move bayack to Tinnasay."  (Yes, the Boy has a name, it's 
Kenny, pronounced by me "Kinnee") Now, I just gotta tech'im to say "Hi y'all" 
without sounding like a divine idiot.

AmericanBornSouthernByTheGraceOfGodGoVols

In a message dated 7/2/2004 7:28:56 PM Eastern Standard Time, 
shellydhale@earthlink.net writes:


> Welp, I look aroun' mysef and thank the Good Lord above that I live in the
> small town I live in.  Ain't much tah see...an' ifin yawr doin' 40 thru
> town, you'll liable to miss it completely.  Evabody knows evabody, and it
> ain't a strange thang for folks to wave at one nother as they pass by...or
> to even stop for a friendly chat.
> 
> I don't live right in town...live out in tha holler 'long tha Branch.  It's
> named after my German ancestors, tha Burgers.  Ever since those long years
> ago when they moved to this locale, they worked hard to raise families and
> many worked tha railroad down ta Etowah way.
> 
> I've lived on tah Branch all my life.  Wuz raised with several cousins.
> Weren't a day went by thet we all wutnt inta sumpin.  After a day of wurkin
> tha hay or backer, racin' horses, an' swimmin' in tha branch, we ud all be
> found sneakin melons outta my Great Uncle Kenneth's gawdin.
> 
> But, theys nuthin kin compare ta sittin' on tha pawch in tha evenin' sippin'
> on a tall glass of swate tay watchin evabody head home faw tha night after
> wawk an listenin as the whipawills stawt up.  Tha hoot owls keep time, tha
> frawgs tune it up, an' the cikaydahs speed it along.  Afore ya knowd it,
> we'ze got our vera own simfony song playin thru tha trees.
> 
> Yeah...we'ze gawt our own waze of so-si-a-te.  Itsa mite slowah, an'
> definitely maw laid back.  An' we communikate one ta anotha...by a nod o'
> tha head, friendly smile, wave of tha hand, or spit o' backer.  We spress
> oursevs when we hav ta, but ain't nuthin too much to get our drawers in a
> wad.  Debate's gud, but evabody knows tha preacher's wife does enough
> debatin faw evabody in town.  Ole biddy know evathang...I mean evathang.
> 
> But, ya got ta look it...life's too shawt to worry 'bout whar otha folks
> live an ifin theze happy.  Ya got ta fine your own place whar you fit an'
> make tha most of it eva day.
> 
> Shelly (Hillbilly from tha Holler) Hale
>