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I don’t know why I find it so humorous that when I meet people, they always assume I’m from a coast. East or west…but never the Midwest. And never from a small town. Even people who’ve known me for a while are still pretty stunned at how country I grew up. I mean, I think I’m pretty country through and through (um, hello…I drove a pick-up truck!). Apparently, though, it doesn’t always show.
My apparent lack of countri-ness cracks me up even more when my St. Louis friends make their two-hour way down to my neck of the woods and see for themselves all that is my hometown. But, it’s true. I grew up in a small town (as did JCM).
A couple of weekends ago I even went back to go with my pops to the local Country Days festival. It’s the summer festival for the “big city” of Farmington (pop. 13,924), about 20 miles from my hometown. I loved going there as a teen, and I have to say, some parts of it never get old. Especially the funnel cakes. Um. Um. Funnel cakes.

*PS: Ten points to the first person who can name the artist who performed at Country Days (as seen in the above video). I have to admit it’s a bit harder than say, Usher, but if you’re country at all, you’ll know him…
10 points for me – sammy kershaw.
and mmmmm…funnel cakes.
I love that a “small town” girl can travel the world. LOVE the possibilities.
jayna – i LOVE funnel cake and elephant ears.
your fellow midwesterner small town KA
Holy cow, Mel…that was quick! I forget you’re a small-town girl, too!
Guess we all are, though, huh girls???