A friend I met in grad school at Ole Miss, who studied forensic science, was from the Mississippi delta.
He told me he got a good job in La Jalla.
I told him, "it’s pronounced La Hoya and is in beautiful area but it’s gonna be like being on an island."
Ocean west of ya, desert east of ya, Tijuana south of ya and Elle Lay north of ya. All somewhat unworthy of proper habitations.
We went deep sea fishing when I visited one time and met his new wife who was of Japanese-Polish descent and is a shrink.
Later on he gotta a job at a Biotech in Seattle, has a son who also likes to go hunting and fishing & shooting bears, deer and turkeys.
Ya can take the boy outta the country but ya can’t take the country out of the boy.
The only big one he’s thinking about is the next big game he harvests.
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