Things I love about West Virginia
1. Last Sunday morning I drove my husband to the airport to catch a flight to Austin via Cincinnati (one of 4 cities you can get to directly from the local airport). His flight was scheduled at 7:10 a.m. We left our house at 6:22 a.m. At the airport, I parked, walked with him into the terminal, said goodbye, went back to my car, paid a buck to get out of the lot, drove home, and was reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee by 7:02 a.m.
I hope to post more on this subject. I am disheartened by the revival of the hillbilly stereotypes in recent news. Here begins a response.