It’s funny, old southerners are loud and proud. My ancestors came over in the 1630’s. We donated a lot to “the cause:”. Many veterans, a young man in his twenties, and a leg.
Most of my relatives spread out with the country. But the old Vermonters generally sat on the porch at the end of the day, sipping applejack, and just being happy to be alive.
Yes, it is a different culture. But we don’t see ourselves as better than anyone else.
Now, if we were speaking of Bostonians or New Yorkers....they don’t even know we exist. To them, both of us would be considered to be from bumpkin stock.
I always found it interesting when In college the Boston boys would call me a hick, and I would point out the building named after a great great grandfather.
When I said in the original comment that no one cares, I meant it. What my predecessors did has given me a sense of pride and opened a few doors, but if I spent my day bragging about them...no one would give a hoot about them—what matters is what I am.
But you weren’t bragging about your ancestors. You came to this thread and trashed NKP_Vet. That’s what people here objected to.