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To that, my old foreman replied one day, “Why yes, I often remove entire trees by first taking out the dead parts…”Climbing around making very small cuts with a handsaw all day and neighbor or passersby "you takin the whole thing down?" Heard that about a million times lol. Yep, stick by stick we takin this thing down!
People aren't that fun where I live. Not a lot of yelling out of windows, for better or worse.The passerby that hollers from their car window as you’re blaring the chipper and saws - “ y’all cut trees?!”
“Cold drink”This is like soda or pop
EVERY SINGLE TIME!!!!! You’re deadwooding a 4’ dbh with a small top handle on the saddle and no one else around. EVERY passerby asks if you’re cutting down the tree!!Climbing around making very small cuts with a handsaw all day and neighbor or passersby "you takin the whole thing down?" Heard that about a million times lol. Yep, stick by stick we takin this thing down!
We definitely have a Baltimore city/county dialect around here. We’re a little further away but it’s easy to pick out a Baltimorean. They will call you hon or babe (even guy to guy strangers) although this is more of the 50+ crowd.Even without an accent there are verbal clues about where a person grew up. Soda/pop/coke is one example.
State highway 100 near me will be referred to as Highway a'hunerd or a'hunert by anyone who grew up here.
Place names are another clue. There is a suburb of Minneapolis, Edina, pronouned E-dine'-uh, another, Medina, pronounced Muh-dine'-nuh and Wayzata, why-zet'-uh.
We definitely have a Baltimore city/county dialect around here.
It is amazing how hyper local some of the accents are as well, I live right on the edge of Lancaster County Pennsylvania, just about everybody in my neighborhood and west sounds Amish or Mennonite, whether they are or not. To the east, is Philadelphia. All of my neighbors on the east side Sound like they came from the city. The dividing line is quite literally the road in front of my house.We definitely have a Baltimore city/county dialect around here. We’re a little further away but it’s easy to pick out a Baltimorean. They will call you hon or babe (even guy to guy strangers) although this is more of the 50+ crowd.
Water is pronounced “wooder”
Bel Air road is Blair road
A sink is a zinc
And, they live in Bawlmore Merlin instead of Baltimore Maryland.
So, are you on the east or west side of the road?It is amazing how hyper local some of the accents are as well, I live right on the edge of Lancaster County Pennsylvania, just about everybody in my neighborhood and west sounds Amish or Mennonite, whether they are or not. To the east, is Philadelphia. All of my neighbors on the east side Sound like they came from the city. The dividing line is quite literally the road in front of my house.
I spent the first half of my life on the east side of the road, and I am very happily enjoying the second half of my life on the west side. To make it even funnier, my mother grew up on the east side, to parents from the west side and my father grew up on the west side, to parents from the east. Needless to say, I have a bit of both in me, and people comment on it sometimes.So, are you on the east or west side of the road?
Where is that?It this neck of the woods people end every question with, or no. As in, "Do you want to come with, or no?" "You going to wear the red shirt today, or no?" Drove me nuts when I moved here, now I find myself adding it onto my questions as well. We are a product of our environment.
I understand. My dad and his family was from West Virginia originally and my mom was from Baltimore city. Very similar situation.I spent the first half of my life on the east side of the road, and I am very happily enjoying the second half of my life on the west side. To make it even funnier, my mother grew up on the east side, to parents from the west side and my father grew up on the west side, to parents from the east. Needless to say, I have a bit of both in me, and people comment on it sometimes.
So in other words, either you are multilingual, or no one can understand a word you say.I spent the first half of my life on the east side of the road, and I am very happily enjoying the second half of my life on the west side. To make it even funnier, my mother grew up on the east side, to parents from the west side and my father grew up on the west side, to parents from the east. Needless to say, I have a bit of both in me, and people comment on it sometimes.
‘MuricaSo in other words, either you are multilingual, or no one can understand a word you say.
Just as few miles south of International Falls. Minnesota.Where is that?