tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post2698693365144345326..comments2023-07-17T09:55:04.909-04:00Comments on Eva Marie Everson's Southern Voice: Friday with Friends: "Susan Page Davis"Eva Marie Eversonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15159409003924304308noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post-63148396352947875662011-05-30T19:11:08.421-04:002011-05-30T19:11:08.421-04:00OMG - I can just HEAR the postmistress! What fun!OMG - I can just HEAR the postmistress! What fun!Fleahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03412755038083750088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post-48632552677198792082011-05-28T07:24:14.640-04:002011-05-28T07:24:14.640-04:00I have people tell me they love to hear me talk be...I have people tell me they love to hear me talk because I'm from the South, too. I also have others who think my accent is funny. I can't seem to shake it either, but God made me, so it's good enough for me. Blessings, BarbB. J. Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06192745848258713549noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post-49936530856156183762011-05-27T20:57:55.018-04:002011-05-27T20:57:55.018-04:00Speaking from a "Northern" girls experie...Speaking from a "Northern" girls experience being in the "South", I can recall when I first moved to Florida,everyone that I encountered asked me where I was from. Only a select few could tell I was from NY. I began to feel like an alien from another planet. I said to myself, "ya'all need to quit ask'n me where I from." Still not sure which sounds better, ya'all or youse guys????Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post-28135420075839653292011-05-27T12:11:40.373-04:002011-05-27T12:11:40.373-04:00Kathleen, that reminds me of the time I was walkin...Kathleen, that reminds me of the time I was walking in Boston, stopped at a street vender's display of paintings, and said, "Thanks" when he told me to "just ask if you have any questions." He jumped up from where he was sitting and said, "Oh! Oh! Say something else!" I looked at him like he had three heads. He said, "You're from the South, right?" I said I was. He said, "I love to hear you people tawk." (You people???) LOLEva Marie Eversonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15159409003924304308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post-6776992779075889672011-05-27T11:13:36.426-04:002011-05-27T11:13:36.426-04:00I certainly understand this. I was reared in Memp...I certainly understand this. I was reared in Memphis, TN and at 19 moved to upstate NY. I found people talked to me just to hear me talk, but didn't really listen to what I was saying. So, I worked hard at getting rid of my southern accent to fit in better. After 26 years in NY, I now live in Richmond, VA, and am now back to embracing my southern roots!Kathleen Brunerhttp://rogerbruner.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015795886208691084.post-63509379746936224672011-05-27T11:11:27.875-04:002011-05-27T11:11:27.875-04:00Susan, you've just made your mark in the commu...Susan, you've just made your mark in the community.<br />I'm from Texas, and have a trace of an accent, although it sounds fine to me. Then again, the accent of Northerners probably sounds normal to them.<br />I got a big laugh when I lectured before a large group of doctors in New York. I opened with, "Some of you have commented on my accent. Actually, I don't have an accent. But you all talk funny." And to my ear, they do.Richard Mabryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15993592219849830777noreply@blogger.com