True Jersey

We believe that Jersey isn't just a place south of somewhere else. It isn't the name they gave it. It isn't a logo or a license plate.

Jersey isn't what television makes of it. It isn't one religion or one people. It isn't just locals and tourists, politicians and cops, dock workers and doctors.

It's the brick alleys and concrete stoops. It's the boardwalks and water towers. It's the pine trees and the chemical plants.

It's us, and it's them. It's those who get it and those who don't. It's fast. It's struggle. It's rich and it's poor. It's up and it's down.

The real Jersey isn't a place you left, or a place you live. For better it worse, it's a part of who you are and you are an integral part of it.

It's the culture that shapes the steel bridges, that survives the soot and the corruption, that blows gently down the back roads and farms, that mingles between the soot and the ocean breeze.

The true Jersey you don't see in the media is all of our proud and difficult histories, and all of our combined futures.

So tip a glass to the Garden State, and stay true to your roots.