My mom’s family and my dad’s family are complete opposites.
My mom’s family is from a small town in West Texas, a farming community with a population of slightly under 10,000 people. Despite the size, there are approximately thirty churches. I once asked my aunt where everyone was. It was a Friday night, and we were driving through the square in the middle of town. Her answer was “Bible Study”. Besides Jesus, football is king, and “Democrat” is a dirty word. My mom grew up with her daddy rising very early in the morning to tend to the fields, her driving to school amongst pastureland that stretches as far as one can see. She lived 30 miles out of town where there are no trees and no hills, just miles of blue sky.