Substitute pecan pie for watermelon and you’ll have the perfect southern meal no matter what your race, religion, sex, color, or national origin! My dislike of watermelon has nothing to do with racism - it has to do with getting motion sick on every 35 mile trip home after eating watermelons from grandparents garden. The ignorance and pettiness of the main stream media never ceases to amaze me.
“eating watermelons from grandparents garden”
My granddad, Tom Hill (first and middle names - hey, this is Texas), told the story of a friend who had a truck farm and grew watermelons. One year, he grew a watermelon so big they couldn’t pick it up, but the shadow weighed 167 pounds.
Same granddad who, when 7 year old me showed him a cockle burr, said it was a porcupine egg.
Watermelon in the middle of summer in McCulloch County - a lasting memory.
Colonel, USAFR