By Suzan VanSandt Schnitzius

I wasn’t raised in the country but I was raised by two people who were. So, I guess I qualify for telling a tale here.  This isn’t so much a tale about country life as it is my observance of the differences in country folks and city slickers.

I was a hairdresser for thirty years.  I worked in Dallas, for twenty of those years and the other ten were spent doing hair in Carthage, Texas – the small country town where I was born, but had only lived for six months.
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