The world is getting smaller.
Years ago, a week rarely went by that someone didn’t ask me, “Y’all any kin to Robert E. Lee?”
Everyone assumed that we were southern. Heck, it used to be that everyone who lived here was southern. Now, people from many different parts of the country–and the world–live in this city.
I can’t even remember the last time anyone asked about the General.
Still, I have to admit to being surprised when we received this in the mail yesterday:
It looks like an interesting magazine, but I can’t read a word of it.
I wish I knew what kind of magazine it is, and who the man is on the front cover. He looks very pleasant, doesn’t he?!
I wonder if we’re related.