Monday, November 28, 2011

Redneck Realization

"Dad, are you a redneck?"

The words flowed from the mouth of my 10 year old as if she was asking me to pass the ketchup or change the radio channel.  Distant and somewhat emotionless.

Well, I never really thought about it.  We discussed what would be a proper definition of a "redneck".  If she meant a guy who tends to work outside, gets sunburned quite a bit... then the answer would be "no".  If she meant a guy who thoroughly enjoys being outside in the woods or on the water and takes intense pleasure in the simpler things in life.... I guess the answer would have to be a qualified "yes".

Keep in mind, we were driving to the woods in a beat-up 12 year old red 4x4 pickup truck (my daily driver is a Volvo but I try to not talk about it much) with 173,000 miles on it and more body damage than Kenny Rogers,  wearing our "crabbing" shoes and 7 layers of clothing, going to the woods on an unplanned trip to off-load 200lbs of corn, fix a broken deer feeder, de-wasp a back-up deer blind and check out a new location for a tree stand.

I'm still perplexed as to why the subject came up in the first place.


A Man in the Woods

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