Peggy,
I was talking to coworker who lives on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. There's another fella whom we both know who grew up and went to school on some island up that way which has since eroded away so bad that it became uninhabitable. As you can imagine, those folks had their own unique dialect.
Anyway my coworker was telling me a story about ole Dean, but I stopped him mid sentence because he pronounced "Dean" wrong.
Way to fast and not enough syllables. Dean pronounces it "Duh eeeennnn" or thereabouts. We had us a good laugh on that one.
Ole Dean is a professional nutria trapper and a great guy. I could sit there all day to just listen to him talk. The best way that I can describe it is that it was like listening to good music
