Wednesday, July 23, 2008

 

Okla-HOME-a

I love my state. Friend of mine wonders how anyone can be proud of where they're from -- since none of us chose to be born and raised where we were born and raised.

Because of the people, that's why.

Oklahoma has more than its share of ignorant rednecks. But, as y'all know, it has erudite rednecks, too. I'm not the only one. :-) And Oklahoma was multicultural before there WAS such a word.

Facing the prospect of moving for the past year and a half made me crazy, especially since the oil patch is revived and Oklahoma City is rockin' in a way it never has before.

Still might have to move, temporarily, but not for the foreseeable future, and not forever.

I had cause to hear "Oklahoma Rising," our state centennial song from last year, this morning. I LOVE the song, the way it starts out especially. Here's a slide show to go with it, and it ain't bad either.



--ER-

Comments:
Same here. I've seen the video at several school assemblies since I've been up here, so I didn't watch yours -- it makes me too darn weepy to watch it while I'm sitting in the office. One of the reasons I'm where I am now instead of at a better job out of state is because I wanted to be here during the Centennial. And then, I pretty much slept through it without attending any of the celebrations. Kind of anti-climactic and that really isn't what we're about anyway. I think, though, now that we've passed that landmark, it would be easier for me to leave if opportunity arises for better things for me.

Ah, who am I kidding? I'd move back to the Big City in a heartbeat if I had a job that would pay my bills.
 
Well, I'd live 20 miles outside of Aline if I could make enough to pay MY bills.

I would, of course, have to make major trips inta the city fer supplies! Cases of Dickel, and wine! Boxes of cigars!

Oh, and food. ;-)
 
Parts of Texas and Arkansas are close enough to home to count ass home, too, BTW.

But boy, now that I've lived here nigh on to NINE years, I LIKE Oklahoma City.

Who the hell woulda thunk that?
 
ER,

I'm coming back to God's country. Just accepted a job at the Dallas Morning News.

Back in time for football season. Go Pokes!
 
Excellent.

Brother, yer barn's on fire down there in Florida, and I was afeared we was gonna have to come down there, put blinders on ya, and walk you out on a lead rope.

Yay for you, and yay for the DMN.
 
While I currently reside in IL, I am a proud New Yorker. Whether its Jones Beach on the Atlantic, driving through the Finger Lakes, following the upper reaches of the Susquehanna River, sitting on the shore of Lake Ontario, or hiking and canoing on a lake in the Adirondacks, a lake so pure you can see all the way to the bottom fifteen feet below, I know of no other state as beautiful. Of course, there are the cities, from the name sake and its five boroughs up to Albany, over to Syracuse and across through Rochester to Buffalo, down to Binghamton and Elmira in my neck of the woods, or Watertown, Messina and Plattsburgh up in the north country, it offers a great life for whatever suits your fancy. From isolated little towns in the west to the greatest city in the world, New York has it all.
 
I'm glad to hear you say such things, GKS. From somethign you said a long time ago, I thought you were of the man-without-feelings-for-places bent.
 
I resigned myself long ago to the fact that I would live "in exile" during my adulthood. I am comfortable with wherever I lay my head.

I will always be proud to be a native New Yorker. My ashes will be scattered in the Village of Waverly Glen Park when I die, because that is where I learned to love being outdoors. There may be a marker somewhere with my name on it for my grandkids to come and gawk at; what's left of me will be sitting in the soil of my favorite place on earth.
 
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