Saturday night. Demolition Derby. I’m hooked.
Down here they aren’t called rednecks or hillbillies because there are no hills. Instead they’re called Florida crackers in reference to the cracking of cattle whips.
I’d much, much, much rather hang around with these folk than the people in the high-rises downtown. The kind folks at the derby were so kind and accepting it ave me new faith in this community.
It just also makes me excited for the rodeo in July.
5 responses so far ↓
elhess2 // June 16, 2008 at 4:41 pm |
nice
c-pot // June 18, 2008 at 1:36 am |
i like your blog ed! and i like your photography-smography. and i’m glad you’re interning at the naples paper. yay for our small desk.
emily coovert // June 18, 2008 at 8:01 pm |
I really like all of these. Awesome job!
britney // June 19, 2008 at 2:35 pm |
orange cars the best. freakin awesome ed.
Brad // June 23, 2008 at 2:35 pm |
I smell a picture story…