Where Are You From?

When we first began being full-time wanderers almost eight years ago, I couldn't figure out where we were from any more. We had left Albuquerque, our temporary "residence" address was an RV park in Kerrville, Texas, and nothing seemed like home. We were traveling in Pennsylvania where 1HW was going to "clock school" for a week near Lancaster, and a lady in an antique store was filling out a dealer form. She asked where we were from. I replied that I didn't exactly know. So she asked, "Well, Honey, where's your home?" When I answered we didn't have one, she replied, "Oh, you poor thing! You're HOMELESS!" Well, that brought a whole new set of ideas to mind! We actually DO have a home, only it's on multiple wheels and keeps moving. And we always feel at home whenever we visit any of the kids and grands. But it IS hard to name a state! Now we will have an address and residence in Texas, so I suppose we are Texans. But at Heart (from the Heartland), we sure are Huskers! I suppose we will enjoy the college sports of teams wherever we are and cheer them on.... unless they just happen to be playing Nebraska. On those days, it's on with the red shirts and sweaters with the Big Red "N's" on them, and cheers for the Husker team. Now, tomorrow is a game day, and here we are in the Ozarks, heading for east Texas. Do you think we can get THE game there? GO, BIG RED!