I grew up in a very small, one stoplight, southern town. The kind of town you see in the movies, where everyone knows everyone, where neighbors become family.The kind of town where you marry your high school sweetheart, and then, later on, raise your own family in the very same place. Growing up here things were simple. Childhood afternoons were spent running barefoot through the creeks or riding bicycles with the kid next door. Teenage days were filled with fishing and truck rides down dirt roads. There isn't really anything about our town that will stand out in the eyes of an outsider, but yet when you're raised here, everything seems special. Nothing beats growing up on Mrs. Holly's homemade peach cobbler or eating Nana's cheese grits every