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It's like they are a mixture of a little southern magnolia, a little Tennessee hillbilly and a lot of Texas cowpoke.

Well, that's how it looks to us anyway. :-)

You've hit the nail on the head. Many of us have horses. I grew up riding in the rodeo. That's more Texas than Georgia.

Good morning, Lauratealeaf!
When MrPilgrim and I would go visit my family in Ft. Smith, there would be the rodeo, with all the pagentry and such. So every year we tried to plan on that same time.
He wanted to see the horses and the riders.
I think he is a cowboy somewhere underneath all his southerness!
I use to ride also. Would love to do that again. But don't have much chance to do those kinds of things any more.
We have horses and lots of land around here but the opportunity hasn't presented itself!
If you know what I mean.

But the author of this diatribe isn't the Southern man I know.
He hasn't been to the same places, talked with the same people and probably wouldn't want to go there anyway.

There is a love of the land in the South that can't be matched any where in the universe.

Southern men love the place of their birth. It's like they are attached to the smell and feel of the place.

In the south, it's the smell of the magnolia, the atmosphere in the stockyards, the aroma of Cajon cooking, the waves of salt water, the taste of turnip greens and cornbread, and vidalia onions, tomatoes, and the looks on the faces of everyone on Decoration Day as they greet family. And have dinner, "on the grounds".

It's my Grandaddy hunting until the wee hours of the morning with his "fox hounds". It's my uncle bringing squirrels home for my Aunt to fry up. My Grandaddy loved that!

The other folks in our vast country can't think they have it better. It's just different.

The men love their women, and us women know this!
Southern folks are kind and tough at the same time.
I love the South and everything about it.
I'm a Southern Belle, and don't mind the title!