E.S., I was stationed here for almost four years while in the Air Force, '53-'57, and married a Texas gal the day after I got out. We made it through Jacksonville and eight years of teaching in Alabama, but she was never really "accepted" there, and my politics and George Wallace's never got along, so, in 1968, I just brought her home. Best thing I ever did. I still love Alabama, but it was NOT good then for a teacher, for a Republican, OR for a guy married to a gal who wore short-shorts, smoked cigarettes, and drank a beer once in a while. All THIS old boy knew was that she was what I wanted, and all the rest could kiss my ___. NOBODY was going to "control" me or my family, and it doesn't happen here the way it did in Alabama back then. Dunno about now.