My father is a southern gentleman who found his way to the north. Where he met my mother and made his life. Compared to where I live now my parents are southerner to me. As a child I thought the further south I went the happier I would be. I hated snow and cold. Having a december birthday in the midwest meant more than my fair share of parties begin re-planned due to weather. When I left the North the first time I fled to the warm shores of of Southern California. Now I living the farthest north of my life. In the Northern part of my great northern city. To me north is home.