I come from the ‘Amish town’ Lancaster County.
I come from my first concert being Toby Keith.
I’m from Deb and Mike, Honer and Whitton.
From the neighborhood kids fighting over which game to play.
To listening for my mom to yell for me to come in.
Being the baby of the family, so I got beat up by my ‘broder’ and ‘sissy’.
From country music, to living across from the ‘no trespassing in these woods’.
To every man in my family being in the U.S. Air Force at some point.
From 16 cousins and too many birthdays to remember.
To going mudding in my Pop-pop’s jacked up truck.
From bonfires, cook outs, and camping out.
To having to share a room with my 17 year old sister and her baby girl, before.
Those Wildwood vacations every year, and always having long talks.
To helping my cat deliver six kittens, in my own closet.
To ‘be quiet, dad’s sleeping!’
From fights, make ups, laughter, sadness, happiness, and every other emotion.
From ‘you’re only a baby’, to ‘you and Kyle are gonna get married’.
It’s sweet tea, sheppard’s pie, and a whole lotta love in such a little house.