It's fairly obvious that I am overflowing with state pride. I love my home state of MN, quite possibly because I haven't lived there in 17 years, but also because it is a great state with the BEST. STATE FAIR. EVER. I have impressed people with my knowledge of MN facts (state bird: loon, state flower: lady slipper, land of 10K lakes, home to companies such as Target, Hormel, General Mills, 3M--you wouldn't have Post-its if it weren't for MN...)
I also love NY, which is my birth state and residence of the past 17 years. (But really, who doesn't love New York or at least the city?)
Well, last month I went to Texas. I have to say, Texas pride is overwhelming down there. Texans love Texas like no others love their state. It's almost scary, and it makes me feel like a poser for all my state pride. I haven't been able to figure exactly why they love Texas so much. The Bush family? Oil? Cattle? Football? Texas Toast?
ADDENDUM:
Another thing I have noticed is that people from Utah do not have a lot of state pride. I met three different Utah-ans this summer (after my trip out there), and when I found out they were from the beehive state I exclaimed, "I LOVED Utah! It's such a beautiful place!" Only to be looked at incredulously. Now, if someone said to me that they loved MN or NY, I would respond, "Me too!"
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
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