Admittedly, I recently married one of the sons of the South, so call me foolish with newlywed dreams. On the other hand, I’ve traveled enough to know what a blessing it is to make eye contact and share a smile with strangers on the street, to feel safe enough to walk the streets of small-town America alone and to small talk with others in the grocery store line. While our corner of this country is far from perfect, some benefits of living in the South far outweigh the glitz and glamour offered by sparkly stranger-filled cities devoid of dear southern hospitality.