Road Trip Lesson Number One: Rednecks Need Lovin' Too

As you know, before My Lady and I embarked on our cross-county road trip, I had a few preconceptions about the dangers we might encounter in the rural parts of Texas. Now that we've safely arrived in the San Francisco Bay Area and I've gained the knowledge that comes with experience, it's appropriate that I reconsider some of my earlier assertions. Allow me to pass on a few lessons from the road. Here is the first:

Rednecks are human. They bleed like we bleed. They breathe like we breathe. They eat and sleep and work and play like we do. They even love like we love. Look at Bubba and Mary Jo in their love nest -- the bed of this muddy pick-up truck. Are they so different? I think not.