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Everytime when we go to my mom's hometown we drive around talking about whom lived where and what is different.  This last weekend I went home and found myself doing the same.  The funny thing was as mom and I were driving around she was giving me directions.  I had to remind her that I use to live there and that Knox isn't that hard to navigate through.  But much of nothing has changed in Knox and yet everything has.  Its still a place where on coming cars wave as you pass, not because they know you but because they just want to say hello.  I can still go into anywhere and know at least two people.  Now though people squint and pause.  They look at me as though they know me.  They think it through, and they finally - yeah, its that McDonald's girl.  Its funny being known as a McDonald's girl.  Thats the only place I'm known for what my dad and brother do and not for what I've done.  Sure yeah, there was a time when I was known for what I did there but that's all faded now.  I'm once again the daughter and sister of the McDonald's people.  One thing that hasn't changed, everytime I run into someone they tell me how much I look like my mother.  I do.  It catches people off guard when I say that its a good thing she's good looking.