As a Northerner, I've never really had a tight grasp on where the South really is. Perhaps that's because most of the East Coast exists south of New York City. That said, my image of the South, however hazy, consists of lots of “honeys” in lazy drawls, Spanish moss, moonshine, and fried food. When I think of the South, I think of crawdads, gators, muggy weather and guns. I think of honky tonks and ghost stories. I also think of its dark history. While my perception of the South is pretty amorph…