As we were moving from Seattle to Dallas this summer, I was thinking I needed to change the name of my blog from Southern in Seattle to something else.
If you had told me a few years ago I would be wearing camouflage pants in 2017, I would have said you are crazy.
I remember confiding with a life-long Seattle resident a few months after our move here, “I think I am scaring people.”
The South likes to think of itself as a polite society where learning proper manners begins at birth. Instead of saying, “no,” we say, “no, sir,” to our elders. We say, “Yes, ma’am,” never just “yes.” Young men are taught to open and hold doors for ladies, as well as to rise when a woman... Continue Reading →