I've got one of these new electric smokers that sits on my breezeway that I use to smoke meats. Every time I open the door on it, reminds me of that old smokehouse on my grandpa's place. He used "beargrass" (palmetto leaves) to hang the meat with, and hickory wood to add flavor to the bacon slabs.
We didn't have much money, but ate like kings, and never had to worry where our next meal was coming from, and were beholding to no one - probably same as you. ;)
I was raised a city girl with country values. We used to tease momma and daddy about being raised 80 miles from each other. He was raised 40 miles west of Lufkin and she was raised 40 miles east of Lufkin. Still have lots of cousins in both places and when we visit the memories flood my soul. So long ago but like it was yesterday too.