That Mason Dixon Line

I can spot it almost as if I were the original surveyor. I see it in the eyes, I hear it in the accent, I feel it in the energy, I taste it in the food, I try not to touch it -- just say a prayer and keep moving. There used to be safety in Georgia. Dade County, where my daddy got married to my mama, is probably still the safest place to be. How far is it from I-75 -- the loudest highway in the world. Damn Yankees. If they could only change the tune to that Glory, Glory song. I have to confess that it was on I-75 up near Resaca I somehow convinced that beautiful brown girl to give me her Spartan practice jersey. Every Dawg has his day.