I was about 10 years old the very first time I heard the term "city slicker". We were visiting my grandparents in Ewing and I was next door at my buddy Leon's house. Now Leon was really the only kid I ever got to know in Ewing, and every time we were in town, I couldn't wait to get over to Leon's so we could play.
I don't recall now how the term came out, but Leon called me a city slicker. It was the only time in my life I've been called that, and at the time, I recall thinking it was not PC (see my PC blog below) and something undesirable and to be avoided in a small town.
Jump forward 45+ years. Here we are, outsiders moving to a small town. The local folks don't have a clue about the who, what, where, when, and why of Brian & Margie. They may learn through the grapevine that some city folk are buying the old Wagner Place, and perhaps some of them will stumble on these blog entries and learn something about us that way.
Yep...we're city folk all right, outsiders from the word go, but we were raised by people that grew up on the farm. We were taught that the most important possession you have is your word. We have a special love of nature and the outdoors, and though we lived in the city, we worked hard at our jobs and take pride in our property.
So what is a city slicker? Only your definition matters, but we hope you find us to be much more than what Leon was hinting at 45 years ago.