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Regarding long family drives to West Virginia and Ohio, Welty says:

That kind of travel made you conscious of borders; you rode ready for them.  Crossing a river, crossing a county line, crossing a state line—especially crossing a line you couldn’t see but knew was there, between the South and the North—you could draw a breath a feel the difference.

I can relate.  On long drives I always pick points along the way that I’m waiting to reach.  The end of the trip is too far.  I need my milestones along the way.  Usually, state and county lines feature in the markers I seek.  Perhaps in my South and Welty’s, in a land where all borders are about “Us” and “Them” in the very largest sense, those lines are even more significant.  Perhaps.