Not Mississippi, but Wyoming, where I lived for 2+ years in another era. Where snapping my ACL gave me an inroads into learning more about myself and my Dad. I was expecting so much to have changed, and I was right. What surprised me was how much was the same.
Of course, the important thing here is the view, and what a beautiful sight. There are many beautiful professional shots of these mountains, but even a shot from the phone is still good.
Many moons ago, I lived in Jackson Hole for a little over 2 years. I had an awesome apartment above a garage, and there was a 2 week stint one summer where my landlords had family coming in, so I camped for that time. This knowledge of this semi-secret excellent site came in handy when we needed a place to pitch the tent.