Country Time

A few weeks ago, the fam and I attended the 2nd annual Spencer Family Reunion in Karnak,Tx. We were unable to make it to the 1st annual for some unknown reason, so we were very excited to see what was in store. As we spud down the country roads, the question came to mind..."Could I live out here in the country"? Where the homes are wide spread, grocery stores are miles away, and where street lights just don't exist. Driving pass the church where my great-grandparents tied the knot, and the private cemetery where their bodies lay, took me back to an era that I never witnessed.

Upon arrival, we spent the first half an hour just meeting family. Most of which we had never met or seen in our lives. When I would introduce myself by name, I noticed the; "oh...ok?" type look on their faces, but when I told them who my grandfather was that look morphed into an; "OH...WOW!" expression. What started out with a hand shake, quickly transformed into a hug. Much was learned about my new found family members, but more was learned about my grandfather, who passed back in '01. He was a man of honor, integrity, with the willingness to serve others. A man who worked hard as a young boy, all while raising his siblings. A man who entered a room and had a presence about him. Seeing the home he grew up in brought chills through my body as I tried to envision the home in its functioning condition. Very Humbling! I've been always proud to wear the Spencer name, and this trip has elevated that feeling.

So after this journey through the woods the question still stands; "Could I live in the country"?.....I will play it safe and say... IF I Had To!