My Southern Momma
“You’re so nice,” my friend Susan told me.
I shook my head and laughed. “No, I just have a Southern momma.”
My Southern momma began my training as soon as I learned how to talk and was able to communicate with others. It’s an old family tradition. My momma received most of her training from Mamaw Girdle/Myrtle.
Unfortunately for my momma, I didn’t take to my training as well as she did hers. I don’t know who was more frustrated: me or my momma.
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