"So, Where Are You From?"
You just can't answer that with the name of a town. You can't name a state, or a country, either. It doesn't do it justice.
I come from Chesapeake water. From world famous strawberries, sweet corn, and silent strips of sand under clear midnight skies. I come from sailboats and watermen, believers in God, and freedom.
I'm from pickups and illegal firecrackers, beer and cigarettes, and camouflage waders.
And duct tape.
I can't wait to get my feet in the Choptank River, bow my head, and thank God for the Eastern Shore of Maryland.
Because THAT'S where I'm from.
...What about you?