Southern Hospitality
It happened to us twice
In a Southern city. May it
suffice to share one experience
with you.
We had moved and needed to obtain
new drivers licenses. After following
the GPS system without success, I asked
for directions to the local DMV office. We
did not realize that there was a separate
DMV office for drivers licenses which
is the one we wanted. Where we were
from, there was just 'A DMV Office'.
It served every purpose for vehicles
and vessels.
Realizing that we were new in town,
the kind gentleman said, "Follow me".
We grew up in the South but had been
residing in the West for more than
40 years. The world has changed and
grown more estranged than ever. We have
little to no time for each other; much less for
strangers. Goods and services must move at
'lightning speed', and everything must be
delivered 'yesterday'.
So, the "Follow me" reply to my request,
although most refreshing, took me off
guard, because it was very unusual. If
hospitality was a species, it would
most assuredly be close to extinction.
When we arrived at the front doors of
the DMV, I could not wait to express
our appreciation to the young gentleman.
He was indeed a treasure to his state.
I informed him that we had just moved
from another state, and that he was
the true meaning of "Hospitality".
073122PS
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