Waking up in Tennessee!!!!

We will wake up in Tennessee for about seven mornings. I love Tennessee, but then I love every state when I am there. I think there is a song explaining my flightiness. “If you can’t love the one you want, shucks, love the one you are with.”
Quoting Scripture, St. Paul said: “I have found whatsoever state I am in, therewith to be content.”

No matter whom you name from Tennessee: Al Gore, Elvis, Jerry Lee, Tennessee Ernie, Smoky Coe, or Ben Franklin (yeah I know all these guys ain’t from Tennessee, they just wanted to be!) My man is Davy Crockett.

Fred said, once Davy was asked if he was ever lost in these hills, he said, ‘no, never have been lost, however, I have been bewildered for a few days at a time.’ A man bigger than life to me is Davy Crockett, late of Tennessee and died in Texas at the Alamo.

Tennessee is a very scenic and historical state. We are in the South Eastern corner near the Hiawassee river; the edge of the Smoky Mountains. The area just East of here is rough terrain.

Fred has a hunting cabin there and it is the area of Barney and Coker creeks That is where my new friend, the real Jack Darnell lives and writes in his retirement years. The closest town to Coker Creek, of any size, is Tellico Plains.

Before our departure from NC. I had a note or two for the boys, Matt and Luke. I went out to Mark’s house a little earlier. I was overwhelmed by the smell of Bacon and eggs. Luke had just fixed his breakfast and was walking by me. Mark looked at the breakfast and said, “That looks good, Son”.

I gave the notes to Mark to Post and left. Saying silently, “Thank you Lord for a good send off!”

WE looked over the blogs before pulling the power and read Ma’s blog that was the perfect send off for us also. Sherry says PRINT that!
We did not wait around for Sticky, the call of the road was much stronger and besides Sticky can handle his job!!!

We visited with Fred and Frances, reminisced and recalled a lot of things from our lives the others did not know. It was great.

Tomorrow night is a program for Fred’s mom, who lives in the Seniors Towers nestled on Lee University grounds here in Cleveland.
Thanks for reading the log
Nite Shipslog


PS:
A husband is the man who after taking out the trash, acts like he has cleaned the whole house.

I cook around here every once in a while, when I do I make a big deal out of it. This is breakfast this morning. Egg beaters (with sautéed onions, peppers and tomato chips) tomato slices and cheese cheese on toast. (It was too big for a sandwich). I am MAN hear me roar!!!!!