Lawsee, Miss Scarlett, who wouldn’t want to meet Miss Kitty? She’s my kind of good ol’ Southern girl, also!
Miss Kitty has on her page a photo of a haunted bridge in Euharlee, Georgia. Now how cool is that? I’m not sure where Euharlee, Georgia is, but if it has things like screaming bridges there, it certainly sounds like a place I would want to check out. As soon as I get a place cleared off my 43places, I intend to add Euharlee to it. Or—heck—I may just go there without adding it!
Aside from being from the Place of the Screaming Bridge, Ms. Kitty is a Georgia peach who, like me, wants to buy an old house and fix it up. A southern belle after my own heart! And what better place than the south to find great old houses? As soon as I read that, I knew that we were kindred spirits. (No, I don’t mean spirits in the liquid-libation kind, although we might some day tip a mint julep or two together.) (Does anyone know how to make a mint julep?)
Also, I grew up watching Gunsmoke, so there’s just something about women named Kitty that I feel fond about. Marshall Dillon be damned, Miss Kitty was really the one who kept that town in order and don’t you know it?