This year my aunt’s present to me was a visit to the Florida panhandle for the holidays. Being such a creature of routine, and naturally skittish around Southerners / perceived tea partiers, I was scared to go.
The tiny plane landed in Pensacola, Florida in the midst of an intense thunderstorm. I found out later that if there had been a water landing that Aunt Mo’s cousin Tim might have picked us up in DOT rescue boats.
Not ALL southerners are tea partying!!! Look through the live oak tree and listen for the words of the Williams boys…Hank and Tennessee!!!