[wardaddy]

I drove down 49 last August on my way to Destin from visiting kinfolks in Jackson. I was amazed at how Florence has grown up....like all suburbs (escape environs) of Jackson.

I am down there a few times a year for kinfolks and deer camp (near Port Gibson).

Jackson will always be home. I have told my dear wife she may well bury me on a knob here in Middle Tennessee but she had damn well be sure I'm pointed towards Mississippi.

[flying Elvis]

I'm moving to Fort Worth in August to get my Phd at TCU but will commute back to Mississippi on the weekends. My wife is safer on the farm surrounded by well armed relatives. Speaking of dear hunting, they are like rats around here, too many to count. I shot one in my front yard this season. It's nice when your dear stand is a recliner in your living roon. lol My bro-in law raises exotic dear here. We have 25 deer of different varieties including two elk, five jacks and jennys, and more foxes, coons, and possums than you can shake a stick at.