There are people who say “I remember when…” “I remember when neighbors sat on porches and just talked. When the kids would run the neighborhood like it was their job. I remember moms sharing recipes, dads sharing tools, kids sharing secrets.” They remember when. Because “when” was simple. People enjoyed life. Each other. Their homes. read more

Among the things that bring to mind a quintessential southern town, there’s one that seems to outpace the rest, time and time again: a tall, ice cold glass of sweet tea. read more