Where I'm From

A couple weeks ago, we did a workshop on creative writing. One of the prompts for the exercise came from a poem by George Lyon entitled "Where I'm From," and we were charged to write our own version. Here is where I'm from:

I'm from "I reckon" and "over yonder"
I'm from Nana tea and Garga's cottage
I'm from water skiing and swimmin' in the crick
I'm from World War 2, Chemical Leamon, and Singer sewing machines; teachers, party stores, farmers, physical therapy, GUP, and landscaping
I'm from the maize and blue Michigan Wolverines, tomahawk choppin' Atlanta Braves, the country roads of Tennessee, dippin' snuff and singin in the church choir.
I come from softball and cub scouts, conversion vans and a Geo Prism
Raised on a Nana special and Sun Drop, an RC Cola and a moon pie, ice cream from the General Store.
I'm from low water bridges, family reunions, and a coon skin hat; bare feet and capture the flag; graham crackers and apple juice; horse drawn buggies and Dutch Wonderland.
I'm from the marching band and the bluegrass band, tree houses, fishing, baseball cards, and red dirt on everything I own.
I'm from trustworthy, loyal, helpful, friendly, courteous, kind, obedient, cheerful, thrifty, brave, clean, and reverent. From "Be prepared" to "Do a good turn daily."
I'm from rocking on a porch swing, feeding the birds, and playing cards until the sounds of croaking frogs and crashing waves lull the darkness into sleep.