You a city boy, ain’t cha?
You a city boy, ain’t cha?
The view of my father’s family, born and raised on the family farm of the last 200 years.And still there.
YES!
I remember my great grandmother living in the tiniest house with a hand pump on the kitchen sink, she died there at 106!!!
My mother’s family came out of Germany to Chicago in the late 1800s, and still there.
NO!
We live out in the sticks on the edge of Indian country.
A favorite pastime is to flaunt their knowledge about the streets and alleys of Chicago. I dropped the name Agatite, An odd little street that stops and starts and goes nowhere. They were not impressed.
I used to pheasant hunt at the end of the street we live on, now mostly houses, but still a few acres of corn/soybeans.