I am a transplanted Kansan from Missouri. As a Missourian I always had a bit of animosity towards Kansas. I remember a friend in college who hailed from western Kansas. Each year he would have a big party on Kansas day. All my friends snickered.
Then there was my great uncle also a transplanted Missourian living in Kansas. He didn't go down without a fight. Riding in the car with my father and I one night in Kansas he complained of all the bad "Kansas" drivers and bade my father, "hit 'em with your brights!"
My experience with Kansas has been less turbulent than my uncle's. I loved it from the first. Although Missouri will always have my heart, Kansas has my love too. It is the birthplace of my son after all. We affectionately refer to him as "the Kansan" here. But this state has given me so much more than just a home. Many happy memories and treasured friends are here. So I choose, like my friend long ago, to celebrate it today.