Growing up you might not have imagined I would be who I am today, but I don't think you'd have been too surprised that I ended up somewhere outside of the south and in a profession where a suit is required. I've always been a bit different from those with whom I share DNA. I am an unabashed preppy raised among Wrangler-clad farmers and cowboys. Most of the men in my family have been farmers, carpenters or welders, with the occasional preacher. Physically, I am very much like my family. From my mother I inherited small eyes which almost disappear when I smile and a love for Jesus. My father gave me short legs, a fiery temper and the ability to make people laugh. Both gave me a love of music and reading. When you put all the pieces together, you should get a tried and true good ol' boy, an Odis, if you will. You're supposed to but you don't.. Instead, you get me, an Almost Odis; a southerner to be sure but one whose disdain for the outdoors and manual labor and fashion-focused sensibilities stand in stark contrast to my people.
Other than a penchant for relocation, my family is in most ways typically Southern. We believe in faith, family and fried foods. We cherish Christmas, casseroles and (righteous) condemnation. You might think I am the black sheep in my family, but this would require you to believe I am a sheep. What I am is more akin to a plaid koala bear, somehow thrust into a family of, mostly white, sheep. Of course, we have our fair share of sheep who are both dark gray and black, but no matter how I tried and no matter what I did, I was never a sheep in any sense of the word.
Get an unrestricted peek inside a real life version of the TV show Frasier, if the Cranes were from Mississippi. In a fit of post 40th birthday generosity, displaced Southern Gentleman and Writer, Dusty Thompson, invites his redneck father to live with him in California. Not knowing what to expect as their life-long relationship has been very subdued, if informal, not unlike those of an English Lord and his downstairs staff, Dusty feels sure two adults can be successful roommates. However, when his Dad shows up with the largest La-Z-Boy recliner in America, and a dog named Lulu, in the back of his pick-up, Dusty realizes the only thing they have in common is oddly short legs and the belief he is adopted.
About the Author
Dusty Thompson is a writer and speaker who is best known for his blog (Penny Loafers at the Rodeo) and leadership video on YouTube (Funniest Leadership Speech Ever). As the middle child of nomadic Southern Baptists, he has lived in 13 states and the District of Columbia, but currently resides in Long Beach, California. Because he enjoys such things as food, clothing and shelter, he also has a career as a federal healthcare executive.