> The country I live in has one claim to fame.. agriculture.
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> "We're the number one agriculture county in the world!" Well, we were, until Caltrans decided to make us into a sub-Los Angeles, so now we're number two and dropping.
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> "We host the Tulare Ag Show!" Apparently, people from "Around the world!" come to Tulare's fairgrounds for an agriculture show. Yayy for Tulare.
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> But hey, even if I do live in the farmer's heaven, we have a lot of trees. (I like trees!) Of course, they do nothing for the bad air in our area (Sosiqui, it's you people that do that to us! :D). But I still have to have my trees. I'm just.. obsessive. *nods*
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> (As for my actual town, we host the only real Christian radio station in the San Joaquin Valley. That's a good thing, at least to me.)

I envy all you folks with a home town. By the time I was 25 I had lived in Lexington, Harrodsburg, Nichlasville, Hazard, Blackey, and Neon, all in Kentucky. Fort Pierce and St. Lucie in Florida. Nashville, Murfreesboro, and Lenoir City in Tennessee. And even for a time, in Lawton, Oklahoma. Now I live out in the country near Dixie Lee Junction where I have been for the last 30 years. But I don't know of any place I can call my hometown. It's been so long since I have seen some of those towns, I may have mispelled a couple.
Howard