In earlier days, I thought I was lucky that Grandma bought me sweets and pretty pink dresses, and that she shared her love of reading with me. Turns out I was pretty lucky to get a lot more than that.
“The Dukes of Hazzard” just wasn’t how I remembered it. Sure, there were the chase scenes, as well as the beauty of Daisy Duke. But to say the dramatic material was lacking is like calling the criminal Boss Hogg’s morals merely questionable.
It’s not about the house structure itself, it's about the people who are in it. Cherish those people, cherish those moments, and take your memories with you wherever you go.