OT: Are You A Yankee Or a Dixie Speaking Person ??

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Hey Lynette,

 

> Hey Butch & y'all -

> Tippin' the jug, huh? Picture this, a long, slow, hot, humid summer day in

Philadelphia. No air to speak of let alone breathe. Air conditioner on the way

to the trash heap. Go to visit my friend Robert, who had recently bought a small

retreat in the hills of West Virginia. His air conditioning was working, but I

was parched from the walk over. He was getting ready to go out and suggested I

help myself to a cold drink. I open the fridge and find a clear jug of what

looks like ice cold water. Feeding my thirst, I drink copiously. I immediately

find myself ON MY KNEES with a fire consuming first my mouth then throat and

finally my gut. I would cry out in pain, if I could find my voice. The burning

fire is so intense I am frozen in anguish. This was my introduction to good ole

south of the border corn liquor. Now I'm no stick in the mud (and neither are

most of my Yankee friends), but can you imagine my reaction to this liquid fire

when I recuperated somewhat later

? I don't know how, but Robert talked me into visiting his place in Hinton,

West Virginia. We camped out literally on the side of a mountain. There was a

turkey shoot or something going on and these home boys with big, long guns in

one hand and a jug of what I KNEW was that same white lightnen' were all over

the hills making lots of noise and trying to bag turkeys! I remember distinctly

one guy comin' down the hill on what looked like one leg, with a big grin on his

face, a jug in hand, babbling something unintelligible to my northern ears. He

finally made it over to where we were (he never did fall) and simply held out

the jug to us.

> The next morning, I awoke somewhere on the ground on the side of the mountain,

with something very wet and determined pushing my face back and forth. This big

ole' horse found me near some shrubbery and was nudging me awake. Imagine this

northern city girl's absolute delight in her south of the border mini-vacation.

Yeah, it was somethin' to write home about.

> PS - I used to live in St. Augustine (briefly) - but that's another story.

 

I left all your post intact cause the new folks need to see it .. its

funny as hell to this ol' boy. ;-) Folks who first get a mouthful'a

white lightin', while mule, splo, or korn liker often react as you did.

Its a shock to the system cause its not like 101 proof and such .. its

like 160-170 proof .. tough to tangle with .. and in many cases it will

make your eyes stop seeing before it makes you mind stop thinking. ;-)

 

Production of korn liker was the beginning of a new industry in the US.

Most of the original American distilleries are historic sites now .. the

Tennessee Whiskeys of J.W. Dant and Jack Daniels, the Kentucky Bourbons

of Makers Mark and Old Grandpa and Wild Turkey and such .. and the gud

part is that its based on necessity being the mother of invention. ;-)

When the Brits cut off our Rum and Scotch the colonists decided to do

with what they had and they done gud - methinks.

 

Folks down home make a lotta splo .. but they rarely drink it neat ..

gotta cut it down to 1/4 or so or it will teach you how to dance the

schuffle schuffle and tawk the humma humma in a heart beat.

 

Maryland has its share of splo makers. When I was in U.S. Army Central

Command, Ft. McPherson, GA .. one of the many round out units we had was

a Military Police Brigade in Gaithersberg, MD .. and I would visit with

them for coordination and such once a month .. on a Friday cause we all

had fun on Saturday. Those MD dudes would cook up a buncha Chesapeake

Bay crabs and this and that and there would always be a few gallons of

splo materialize .. so them Yam Dankees also know how to cook korn. ;-p

 

> Namaste,

> Lynette

> Terralyn at the Terminal,

> Philadelphia, PA

 

Y'all keep smiling. :-) Butch

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 2/20/04 8:12:54 PM Central Standard Time,

female_tigress writes:

 

 

> ........Pretty darn good since I lived in NY, WV, AL, KY,

> IN, TX, Hawaii and Korea. ......

>

 

 

LOL, well, i've been in almost every state in the union with the exception of

Hawaii, and Alaska. Even been over into Canada a couple of times. Lived in

about half of them at one time or another, and i'm STILL and always will remain

78% DIXIE bred and corn fed.!! Guess i'm just a country girl and proud of

it. One thing for sure, i'v never had anyone eat at my table that didn't want to

come back again! lol Country folks love to feed people, ain't that right

Butch? Your friend and His, Deonia @};-

 

 

 

 

 

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In a message dated 2/20/04 8:50:28 PM Central Standard Time,

butchbsi writes:

 

 

> ..........Bet y'all can't even guess which end I came out on. ;-P

>

> Hey Butch, i don't care what the poll said about you, you're a suthrun

> gentleman if i ever met one!!! and a good 'ole Kentucky boy ta boot!! You're

my

> horse if ya never win a race! lol Love ya, Deonia

 

 

 

 

 

[Guest guest]

In a message dated 2/21/04 8:51:59 AM Central Standard Time,

butchbsi writes:

 

 

> ...........As for me .. when I retire-retire .. or maybe even before then,

> I plan

> to live a rural lifestyle. Driving a half hour to the city is my kind

> of living...........

 

 

Butch, i just returned from a trip to North Dakota, where my dbf lives, and

i'm sold on the lifestyle there. Jamestown is a small town where people live a

very laid back lifestyle, which i didn't think still existed. When you take

the bus there, it comes right to your doorstep, picks you up, takes you to where

you want to go, and drops you off right at the doorstep there! On one

occasion, the busdriver, not seeing all the passengers who had called for the

bus at

WalMart, got off the bus, went inside and found the little old lady who was

inside, leaving the money bag on the floor by his seat and the bus running while

he found her. Had that happened in almost any other town i know of, the bus,

the money, and all the passengers would have been gone when he returned! Makes

me all the more interested in moving to North Dakota and reminds me of " home "

back in the " 50's " . Yours and His, Deonia