During our sojourn in Crossville last fall, we happened to eat at the local Cracker Barrel. Their Country Store is one of my favorite places to shop, especially around the[…]
There are occasions you remember all your life. One such occasion occurred, for me, on May 1, 1969. Every May Day, the vision of my third grade class, dressed in[…]
The arts school my sons attended had what is, in this day and age, a fairly uncommon situation for a public school. Most of the students were together for nine[…]
When I walk my son to and from school every day, the trip takes about ten minutes each way unless there is a particularly interesting stick, rock, acorn or leaf[…]