MUSHY'S MOOCHINGS

LONG MAY IT WAVE!

2009-07-04T12:22:00.003-04:00

YE OLDE STEAK HOUSE

2009-07-02T19:49:00.003-04:00

Sunday evening found Judy and me out for a belated birthday meal at Ye Olde Steak House, which is just a few miles outside of Knoxville on Chapman Highway. I don’t think I have ever eaten there, but it’s a chinch I will again. The food is awesome, and unfortunate for you I had eaten half my shrimp and fillet before thinking about taking a photo. I tend to do that more often these days. I need to sit back, relax, take the photo, and then dig in, but I sometimes get that scenario backwards!

Tracy and Eddie wanted to treat us for our birthdays (which are only 3 days apart), and the Steak House is where they insisted we go. They had been there a couple of weeks earlier and had been raving about the food ever sense. Katie Bug was along too, without her shadow for a change!

Meeting us there were Terri, Jules, and Steve. It was Jules’ birthday, and her grandparents were leaving the next morning taking her halfway home. I think the plan was to meet Joey, her dad, in St. Louis, where they planned to do some sightseeing before saying goodbye.

Anyway, I just want to post these few photos of part of the family out enjoying themselves. Katie and Jules make a beautiful pair, as do Eddie and Steve! However, you’ll just have to guess about me, Judy, and Terri!

THE CLASS OF '64 - updated

2009-06-24T14:48:00.000-04:00

As you know, at least my “faithful followers” do, that my family moved back to Harriman, Tennessee in the summer of 1962. I had finished my sophomore year in Florence, Alabama. Soon after, my dad came home to inform us that he had found a job at the Bull Run Steam Plant near Oak Ridge, Tennessee. Dad was an electrician and mostly followed the Tennessee Valley Authority’s (TVA) power plant construction work throughout the Southeast.

Since we had lived in Harriman some 7 years earlier, he wanted us to again live there, giving him about a 25-mile one-way commute.

That summer, before school started, I spent time in Benny Lowery’s basement, bashing model cars together. He was the only friend I had yet to make in the South Harriman area. I would not see old friends, nor make any new friends, until my junior year began at South Harriman High School.

South Harriman and the City of Harriman are separated by the Emory River, connected by two bridges. When we first lived in Harriman, there was only one. So, South Harriman had its own school system, and because of where we settled, in the Pine Hills area, that’s where I attended school. There was also no tuition, which made it more attractive to my father, making less than $10K/yr at the time.

I finished the first grade in the Harriman school system, attending Harriman Elementary. However, my second grade year found me at Walnut Hill Elementary, located on the east side of Harriman. I finished the second and third grades there.

For some reason, I was back at Harriman Elementary for the fourth grade, but only finished half the year there. My family moved to Indiana where I finished my forth year of school. The rest of the other eight schools I attended, over my first 12 years of education, have been outlined in this blog, so I will not go back into that explanation.

I write all this to point out that I made friends on the Harriman side of the Emory River during those three and a half years. Coming back to Harriman, and registering at South Harriman, meant that I would again see a few of those earlier friends who had moved across the river, and begin making new ones.

By the end of my sophomore year, it was announced that South Harriman and Harriman City Schools would consolidate into one building in Harriman. This was very painful for us, as well as the South Harriman community, because of school pride and an intense past athletic rivalry in both basketball and football. Gone would be the Orange and White, and the Pirate mascot we had be loved. We would have to learn to like Blue and White and become Blue Devils!

The first day of school was traumatic for most, and the authorities were very anxious about that first gathering of the formerly separate and proud student bodies in the Harriman Auditorium. Principal George Ballard welcomed us, “our friends from across the river” to Harriman. A mummer rose from the South Harriman students, as we looked at each other in disbelief – was that any way to start building a bond among his students? To us it was saying, “from across the tracks” with the connotations such a statement normally carries.

The consolidation was perhaps less traumatic to me, because I again saw the Harriman and Walnut Hill “kids” I had gone to school with earlier. Most remembered me as well and I began to feel comfortable sooner than some.

Through only a few rough weeks, the Class of 1964 emerged consolidated and dedicated to each other. We began with a 10-year reunion cycle and voted on that first occasion that we just had to see each other every 5 years. So, this weekend began Friday evening with a warm-up pool-side party at Kay and Bob Culton’s home. It was a casual time to gear up emotionally for the 45^th year reunion party on Saturday. The warm-up was just the beginning of the fun we had and it carried over into Saturday evening, not ending until about midnight.

It was decided, what with our advancing age and the plain fact that we love and care for one another, that we would begin meeting every 3 years!

However, those of us still living in the Harriman area will strive to each other a few times each year. We all have grand and great-grandkids, so schedules will have to be worked out carefully.

The bond we forged in that one school year is very strong and we just hope we will have many more opportunities to gather as the Class of ’64 – best damn class ever to graduate from Harriman or South Harriman! Maybe anywhere…’cause we’re sixties kind of people!

UPDATE: Here's Morgan Alred's (second from right) Official Class Reunion photo. I'm in the left arch!

Also, don't forget to click on these to make them larger, and you can go HERE to see more photos of the reunion!

SISTERS, BROTHERS, RIBS, AND CATFISH

2009-06-20T21:03:00.013-04:00

My mom (on right) is 82 years old and out of her 6 siblings, only her brother Tom (center) and sister Nell (on left) remain. It’s getting harder for them to visit and be together. They are getting up in age and mom lives the furthest away in Kingston, Tennessee, with Nell near Huntsville, Alabama, and Tom in Florence, Alabama.

Tom is still the most capable of traveling; being around 10 years younger than the other two surviving Williams children, but even visits are becoming more infrequent. So, it is up to me to get mom to Alabama so they can gather and be a family for a little while a couple of times each year.

Nell is in the beginning stages of Alzheimer’s and the other two siblings know that in time she will not remember them. Already she tells stories of their youth that neither of the other two remembers in quite the same way. During last week’s visit, Nell was telling a story of her and mom sitting on their grandmother’s back porch hammering nails when two Indians came out of the house. Mom and Tom do not remember anything about this, but I do remember being told that Grandmother Johnston’s brothers used to come visit her, and they were Indians. So, part of the story may in fact be true.

Great grandmother Johnston was a Morrison of North Alabama and was half if not full bloodied Indian. I’m not sure if she was from the Cherokee Indians of the area or another tribe that lived in the area. We know there were at least some Yuchi Indians around, but since we can’t verify much about the Morrison’s it remains unfounded. Most likely they were Cherokee.

Aunt Nell also was telling a story how great Grandfather Johnston first came upon his future wife, and Indian maiden, standing on the bank of the Tennessee River. The story goes he was very struck by her appearance and, to make a long story short, loaded her up and took her home with him.

That blood line and the Cherokee bloodline from the Mashburn side of the family is proof of my heritage. Maybe that’s why I always wanted to be the Indian when we played cowboys and Indians in the neighborhood. It was in my blood.

Anyway, I am moved to tears when I look at the photo of the three siblings sitting on Uncle Tom’s couch – Nell on the left and mom on the right of their remaining brother Tom. The literally had to be touching each other during the visit, as if they know time is their enemy. To make knowing that time will take each of them, they know that Nell may slip away from them even before she is gone.

In lighter moments, the evening we arrived Tom’s wife Carolyn had prepared BBQ ribs, potato salad, slaw, rolls, and other wonderful things like cheesecake for us. Uncle Lee and Aunt Nell drove down to eat with us and Nell and mom got to talk old times. That evening, Nell seemed to be completely together and they talked and laughed well into the evening. Also eating with us was one of Tom’s daughters, Amy and her beau Ken. I thoroughly enjoyed Stuart…he reminded me of my eye doctor, and seemed just as smart!

The last evening we all went to eat at Walton’s Restaurant near Elgin Crossroads, Alabama, and just a few miles north of Wheeler Dam on Hwy 101. Walton’s serves the best catfish in the North Alabama area and it is a “must” when we go down for a visit. The jalapeño hushpuppies they bring out for an appetizer “are to die for” and you have to force yourself to stop eating them or there will be no room for the catfish! Oh yeah, if you go, you must try the Possum Pie!

Nell and Lee and Tom’s daughter Gina met us there and we had a great time.

I always dread “going home” as mom refers to the trip, but once there I always have a great time. They are wonderful people and Judy and I enjoy being around them. Tom also entertained us with his new Wii and I pulled a “buttock” muscle bowling! You really can get a workout on those things! I also like the cow racing!

So, we made plans to go back in September when there will be a big Indian meet at Spring Park in Tuscumbia, Alabama. I look forward to that very much…maybe there will be some kinfolks there too!

TELAHNAY'S WALL

2009-06-18T11:46:00.006-04:00

I took my mom to see her remaining brother (Tom with white beard) and sister (Nell is not shown) in Alabama this past week. She and we had a wonderful time talking about the old days and driving around the country side.

One stop was at Tom Hendrix’s (t-shirt with American flag) place and the rock wall he’s been building for over 20 years. It’s a fascinating story!

You should look so good when you’re 75 years old, however, you’ll have to work very hard and take the “medicines” (we would call them herbs) Tom Hendrix’s great-grandmother taught him about years ago. It’s to her, Te-lah-nay, that the rock wall Tom has built over the past 20 years is dedicated.

Hendrix’s wall is a memorial to his great-great-grandmother; a Yuchi Indian named Te-lah-nay, who was moved along the “Trail of Tears” with the rest of her tribe to the Indian Territories of Oklahoma in the 1830s. The wall represents her gripping journey there and her struggle back to her homeland in North Alabama. Hendrix has recorded her story in his book, “If the Legends Fade.”

“She is the only one to come back on record,” Hendrix says.

The wall is unique in many ways — its lack of cement, its various colors, the way it twists and turns about a quarter of a mile in mimicry of Te-lah-nay’s journey, and the way it seems to rise from the ground like a thick road or the remains of excavated ruins.

A late Lakota medicine man, whose name Hendrix said it is forbidden to mention in accordance with strict Lakota tradition, once walked the length of the wall and afterwards gave it the name it bears today — Wichahpi or “like the stars.”

Lifting about 2,700 pounds a day for 20 years, he placed each stone, taking them first from the ground to one of his 3 old pickup truck beds, to one of the 27 wheelbarrows he wore out, using one of the 1800 pairs of gloves he wore out to place the on the wall, one at a time just like the footsteps of her journey.

To date, he has placed nearly 7.5 million pounds of rocks in the wall. People bring him rocks too, some from every state, 127 countries, one from space, and even one from Mr. Everest. You can make an instant friend if you bring him a rock.

Tom is located on County Road 8 near the Natchez Trace in Lauderdale County, Alabama. Tom loves to talk to anyone that stops by, and his dogs will also greet you. The white one he calls Pavarotti, because he likes to sing, and the black one is Molly. They guard the wall by day, alerting Tom to your arrival, and the “rock faces” guard the wall after dark.

Oh yes, don’t stop by after 5PM…that’s family time he says, “We eat at 5:30!”

Visit Tom’s website by CLICKING HERE!

See my photos of the wall by CLICKING HERE! Read the info then click on Slideshow!

A WILD WINGS RUN

2009-06-06T10:41:00.005-04:00

School is out, but Corey is still tying up loose ends, but he decided to relax a bit and called me Friday to see if I wanted to hit Wild Wings for lunch...the question goes without asking...YEAH!

On the way, I got a text message from Jeff, who seems to be enjoying his fishing trip. In the attached photo, he was holding some weird brew, but they're all good.

At Wings the waitress asked us what we wanted to drink. Corey responded with his usual un-sweet tea, and I followed with the same answer. Corey looked shocked and said, "Dad...that ain't right! What's wrong?"

I'm currently taking an antibiotic so I thought better of mixing alcohol with it. Anyway, I continued my non-alcohol day into the evening at my Class Reunion's warm-up party (more on that later). Probably the first party I've attended in some time without a beer or a drink in my hand. It actually turned out well...may do that more often.

After eating, Corey wanted to go to Dick's Sporting Goods, with his usual, "You like Dick's don't you dad," running joke.

I got very tickled at him trying to convince his wife that he needed a new pair of golf shoes, but Tia would have no part of it. So, he bought a box of balls, and I ended up with two golf shirts.

Being with Corey is one of the great pleasures of my life!

A VISIT TO THE FOX THEATRE IN ATLANTA

2009-06-02T12:16:00.005-04:00

This past Sunday, Judy and I took Terri and Steve to Atlanta to see the "Jersey Boys" at the Fox Theatre. I hadn't been feeling well, so Judy asked Katie if she wanted to go. However, Katie is too wrapped up in Zack right now, so she declined. Well, I didn't want Judy to go alone, so by Sunday morning I was feeling much better and went. I sure am glad I did!

The show was fantastic...I had no idea the Four Seasons had that many hits, but I seemed to know every song. If you look back over your life, you always wonder where the time went. Well, we spend part of it listening to 2 and 3 minute songs on the radio, sitting in movie theaters, clipping our toenails, or some other insignificant thing, but the sum is our lives...minute by minute.

The time we've spent setting in theaters has not been a waste of time. It's those times that we've shed the stresses of life. You get lost in another world and forget our troubles. Even walking into a theater, especially one like the Fox in Atlanta, just relaxes us and fills us with great expectations and hope of seeing and experiencing something far different than our mundane lives.

My brother-in-law Bill, has worked part-time at the Fox for ages. I'm sure it was just to remove the stress of being an accountant that drew him to the off-hour work. Bill took Terri and I on a "back stage" tour of the theater.

Since spending time on the Princess Theater project, I've been interested in old theaters and their history, especially the story of their restoration projects. So, as we walked around we happened to meet Len Tucker, the Director of Operations at the Fox. He took us even further into the secret places of the Fox.

It turned out, after Terri told him about my current work, that he offered the Fox Theatre's assistance in our local theater project. This knowledge base will be invaluable to us, so even without the "Jersey Boys" show, the trip was a "networking" landfall!

GO HERE to see the photos I took of the Fox (click on Slideshow). It will only give you a small feel for the grand ol' place...you need to go there yourself!

TAKING IN THE BLESSINGS OF LIFE

2009-05-28T20:12:00.004-04:00

Monday was my birthday and today was Judy’s…we were twins you know!

Mom took us out to eat yesterday in honor of the occasions. I didn’t want her to pay, but since we took her all around Turkey Creek shopping, she insisted…so thanks mom! As you can see, she had quite a day herself, buying a new suit for church (Judy is holding it), getting a makeup update at Penny’s, and she left lots of food to eat today! She doesn’t eat much, so a meal out is usually good for a day or two at home.

Today was moving day for Tia and Corey, so we took Lily for the day. It was the first time we have had her for over 8 hours, and it was nice. It really gave us time to bond and start treating her the way we used to Katie Bug. Being at our house seemed to make us all more relaxed and the house is still new to her, so it was an adventure exploring. It was also the first time got to share lunch with her and Judy even got to share a nap with her; although, Judy got up as soon as Lily was asleep.

Judy and Lily had played hard at blowing and chasing bubbles all morning, so she needed a little rest. Note the big bubbles in the photos of the two…Judy was proud of herself!

I left around 2:15 for an eye appointment, and when I returned Tracy and Katie (and Zack) had dropped by to play with Lily. They were drawing names and pictures with chalk on the driveway (which is currently being washed away with a heavy downpour of rain), and Lily played with some toys in the birdbath! Yeah, the birdbath, but it was clean water…I’ve never seen a bird in it since we bought it – too close to the lake I suppose.

Gary, her “pop-pop”, came by about 5:30 and picked Lily up. We were tired, being old folks, but we hated to see the little thing go. She had hugged and kissed around on us all day and we already miss it, however, our heart is aglow and warm enough to last until next visit!

YOU'VE SEEN MY HOMETOWN, NOW SEE MY COUNTY...

2009-05-28T01:00:00.000-04:00

Come visit soon!

MEMORIAL DAY CELEBRATIONS

2009-05-26T01:00:00.000-04:00

Here's hoping your Memorial Celebration was as good as ours. GOD BLESS'EM!

DON'T YOU DARE FORGET THEM!

2009-05-25T01:00:00.001-04:00

It's been 43 years since I was in Vietnam on Memorial Day. We had hot dogs and hamburgers even then...you do the same. I salute all the vets out there and even those that weren't!

THIS IS MY HOMETOWN

2009-05-22T01:02:00.003-04:00

Take a quick look around Harriman, Tennessee, my hometown. GO HERE

It's probably a lot like your hometown...slowly being choked out by Wal-Mart and the ever encroaching big city shopping malls. However there is still life here, and if you look very closely, you'll see the beauty of what was once a thriving community.

The old Victorian Buildings are still standing...waiting for something new to happen to bring the people back to visit and admire them once again.

The Princess Theater restoration project hopes that from an arts and cultural center, in the old theater building in Downtown Harriman, will grow another bustling community full of hope and brighter future for our children.

"APPALACHIAN DREAMS" MOVES TO POST-PRODUCTION

2009-05-19T12:22:00.012-04:00

Saturday's matinee and evening show called "Appalachian Dreams" was, without a doubt, a grand success, but it wore us all out! Filming, planning, rehearsing, and editing had been going on since mid-January and everyone was whipped by the time it was all over around 9PM Saturday night! I even had blisters on my feet from all the running around it did backstage. Still photography is hard work!

The dream for this show began with Gary Baker (local business man) and Muse Watson (star of TV and film), but then the fire jumped to Bill Landry (local celebrity host of the "Heartland Series") and Michael Golebiewski (Dept. Head of Humanities at RSCC)! Without their parts, the show would not have been as coordinated and professional as it was.

My personal congratulations to everyone involved...I know exactly how hard you worked, and it paid off!

We all know how much Bill, Michael, and Gary put into the show, but I have to acknowledge cameramen Doug Mills, Andy Garrett, Matt Mullins, and Lee Ellis for their patience throughout the "on location" interview filming, all the rehearsals, all the editing, and, of course, both shows Saturday!

We must not forget Jon Chemay and Cody Hazelwood, and the others in and feeding sound to the sound booth.

There was Jimbo Duncan and company providing sound to the performers, Bill Farnham directing the curtains and acts off stage, and Angie Buck Skidmore marking the cues for everyone, and those hard working folks up in the lights above.

Then their are the acts themselves to recognize, Jenny Ballard and Maggie Kholbusch, Elizabeth Rose, the Lantana Drifters and especially Audine and Edd Webb, the Pickn' Grin house band, the Babahatchie Community Band and especially to its founder Dr. Joe Williams and the conductor McCall Bohanan, the Sister's of the Silver Sage (Donna, Rhonda, and Janet), The Chickadees (Sandra, Linda, and Ferrell), and the wonderful Phillippi Primitive Baptist Church choir, featuring Jerry Eskridge, April Chrisco, and Barbara Moore! And, last but not least, all the actors and dancers directed by Jennifer Austin of "Arts in Motion"!

Oh, I mustn't forget all you wonderful folks that came out to support the Princess Theater Foundation and its goal to restore the Princess Theater to cultural importance to Roane County. Our hope is that your contribution to the show was paid back in an entertaining evening. Please come again and again!

What a show people...you were outstanding and audience was more than impressed with your dedication, hard work, and talent! I apologize if I've left out anyone by name, but you all were important and can now add a big paragraph on your resumes!

Now begins the post-production work...an endeavor to make a professional looking DVD of the "Appalachian Dreams" show. From what I saw, there will be loads of wonderful footage from which to chose, so it too will undoubtably be a great hit as well. I can hardly wait to buy my copy!

I'M STILL BLOGGING - JUST NOT HERE AS MUCH

2009-05-15T08:32:00.004-04:00

Most of my time lately has been devoted to my Princess Theater blog, and the stage show production "Appalachian Dreams" that will happen this coming Saturday.

The show will star local celebrity Bill Landry (star of the "Heartland Series"), and is directed by Michael Golebiewski (Head of the Humanities Department at Roane State Community College - RSCC).

The show, first of many to come, will raise funds needed to restore the Princess Theater to her former glory, and create an arts and cultural center that will help revitalize Downtown Harriman, Tennessee.

Anyway, as you will see from the blog, everyone has been very busy rehearsing for the show. The show is made up of area talent, and will be shown in a format similar to Garrison Keillor's "Pairie Home Companion" show on PBS. The crew and some of the acting talent is made up of students from Bill Landry's Media Production class at RSCC. It will be quite an experience for all involved.When rehearsal was over last evening, a storm had just passed through the area, leaving the streets wet. As I passed the Princess Theater in town, on my way home, noticed that someone had left the marquee lights on outside. I pulled over and snapped this photo. It almost appeared that the theater was open again. That is the dream...that one day soon it will be open for business once again.

SO, DID I MENTION I'VE BEEN TO FLORIDA?!

2009-05-11T22:24:00.008-04:00

Well, here are the meals we enjoyed while at Cape San Blas! If you want to see the beach photos and wildflower pictures, go to http://www.flickr.com/photos/23056599@N00/ and check'em out! Mine you...you'll need a 15 to 20 minutes of free time.

The seafood was wonderful...after all, Apalachicola is the "Oyster Capitol of the World!"

We had them raw. We had them Mexicali Baked. We had them Rockefellered (no it ain't a word)! Great either way!

A little hint, next time you are at a fancy seafood house, order Basa fish! Wonderful! Some places sell it for Grouper anyway, so you might as well order it by its proper name! Great tasting fish!

Anyway, here are the photos of the food, and Cape San Blas is so remote that each meal was a minimum investment of a round trip drive of 50 miles...some were over a 100, but worth every minute of the investment!

"FRIED SHRIMP" AT BOSS OYSTERS

"FRIED JUMBO SHRIMP" WITH BLACK BEANS AND RICE AT BOSS OYSTERS

"SEAFOOD PLATTER" AT TOUCAN'S

"SCALLOP PLATTER" AT HARRY A'S

"RICE ENCRUSTED SCALLOPS WITH JALAPENO SAUCE" AT THE SUNSET COASTAL GRILL

"RAW OYSTERS" AT BOSS OYSTERS

"FRIED OYSTER BASKET" AT HARRY A'S

OLD FASHIONED ICE CREAM PARLOR IN APALACHICOLA

"MEXICALI BAKED OYSTERS" AT TOUCAN'S

"EVERYTHING BUT THE KITCHEN SINK OMELET" AT CAROLINE'S ON THE RIVER

"KEY LIME PIE" AT TOUCAN'S ON MEXICO BEACH

"OYSTERS ROCKEFELLER" AT TOUCAN'S

"POORBOY BREAKFAST SANDWICH" AT CAROLINE'S ON THE RIVER

"BLACKENED SHRIMP WITH GRITS" AT BOSS OYSTERS

HUNTING WILDFLOWERS AND EATING AT THE “GOOD OL’ DAYS DINER”

2009-04-27T23:00:00.001-04:00

Judy went and worked out at Curves this past Monday morning and then brought us breakfast back from Hardees. I had the coffee made when she arrived and “MAN” was it tasty!

We then hopped in the truck, cooler in the back, and headed for the grocery store. She knew I would not feel like shopping after our hike, so we put the perishables (milk, etc.) in the cooler and headed for Black Mountain.

The area we hike on Black Mountain is at the Trailhead for the Cumberland Trail, near the Grassy Cove Overlook. The woods there are full of sprouting, budding, and blooming Pink Lady’s Slippers. We’ve never seen so many of them in one location in our lives!

If you know the area, head up there next week…it should be a carpet of pink everywhere you look.

We walked the full 1.7 miles of the Loop Trail and saw many new flowers and some old familiar ones. It’s always a treasure hunt for us when we go. It is just so relaxing walking done the paths scanning the sides of the trail for something we’ve never seen before. Since wildflowers bloom at many different times of the year, you can always be assured the odds are you are going to see something different and more beautiful than the last trip, or even the last time you were on the same trail.

Back at the truck, we both chugged on some ice water we had brought and cooled down. It was in the 80’s today, so the trail was hot, but at that elevation it was somewhere between 5 and 10 degrees cooler than back home in the valley.

We made it to Midtown, a community central to Roane County, Tennessee, and pulled into the “Good Ol’ Days Diner”! We had just eaten there on Saturday, and the burgers, fries, and onion rings were terrific! It was all so good we didn’t have room for one of their old fashion desserts. The ice cream is hand dipped…no custard there!

We decided to half a “club sandwich” and some corn nuggets (remember those from the 60’s and 70’s)? They went perfectly with the tomato on the sandwich! Later, we decided to split a “Brownie”! Naturally, men usually wind up with the larger portion, as I did Monday, and it tasted so good after being on the hike.

If you ever find yourself in Midtown, Tennessee, stop in and say “howdy” to Shannon Crawley. She’ll really make you feel at home and treat you real fine! Tell her Mushy sent ya!

KATIE BUG ATTENDS HER FIRST PROM

2009-04-26T12:43:00.012-04:00

Let me take a moment to post (brag) about my granddaughter’s first prom!

Kaitlyn (Katie Bug) and Zack have been excited for weeks about attending their junior year prom.

The day finally arrived for them and members of both families met at Katie’s for photos. Cameras were snapping away like the beginning of “A Hard Day’s Night” (you have to be old to get that one)!

There was just enough time to capture this three generations photo of my wife Judy, Katie, and her mother Tracy. How proud of each other they look!

Traditionally, all the prom goers and their families meet at the “Gravel Pit”, a parking lot across from the high school, to take pictures before seeing the kids off to the dance. The dock, overlooking the beginning of the Tennessee River, was full of posing students and parents and friends frantically taking photos.

Four families, Katie’s included, joined in the cost of renting a limousine for the evening. Partly due to normal concerns about the number of young people killed each year going or coming from their proms. However, this year there was the added incentive of the community suffering the loss of one of their own earlier in the week.

Parents of the Roane County High School students attending the prom were concerned that Tuesday’s accident, that took the life of James E. Sams III, would dampen the spirit of the event. However, the students showed their respects earlier in the week at the funeral home, at a special candle light observance, and did special private things to honor the well loved student and football star’s memory. At the pre-prom photo shoot Saturday, one of Sam’s classmates showed how he felt by cutting a tribute into his hair for the dance (#8 was his football jersey number).

Roane County High School senior and multi-sport athlete Sams, 18, was headed east on US Hwy 70. At approximately 5:37 PM, he crossed over the center line and slammed into a pickup truck hauling lawnmowers near HWY 70's intersection with Country Road, near Kingston, Tennessee.

The truck then left the roadway and turned over on its side. All three people inside were wearing seat belts, only the driver suffered injuries.

Sams was not wearing a seatbelt and passed away shortly after the crash.

Katie reported that the prom was wonderful, as she had expected it, and that she and Zack danced the night away. Everyone, thankfully, got home safe.

Oh yeah...Judy captures me in action!

WHITE MEN CAN JUMP!

2009-04-20T11:41:00.012-04:00

Corey and I challenged each other to a dunking contest Saturday and surprised ourselves at how high we could jump. We jumped around like young fools who had just ate jumping bean chili! What incredible “ups” we made, and the intensity of our efforts were very evident on our faces…wow!

Corey has his 3 year-old daughter, Lily, trained right. He had her out mowing the yard while we dribbled around his home court. Heck, he even had her pushing him around on “her” toys!

After she finished the yard, she came over to my place and washed both my vehicles. She’s going to make someone a fine little wife one of these days!

SPRING WILDFLOWERS IN TENNESSEE

2009-04-17T21:02:00.003-04:00

Check out my documented sightings HERE!

HIKING IN THE CLOUDS

2009-04-15T23:07:00.004-04:00

Katie Bug and her beau Zack were to be out of school today, so Judy and I told them we would take them hiking at Burgess Falls. However, Wednesday started off under heavy clouds, no rain, just low clouds, and cool temps. Therefore, we decided to save the long trip for a better day, and just go somewhere within 20 miles of home.

Before climbing up Black Mountain, we passed this beautiful field of wild mustard in the valley below.

We ended up at the Justin P. Wilson Trail Head near Crab Orchard, Tennessee, just upon the plateau off I-40. When we arrived at the parking area, you could actually see the clouds drifting across the parking lot and trail. The temperature was about 10 degrees colder than the valley, and never got above 43! It was cold and damp hiking thorough the drifting clouds, but it was actually comfortable for a “big man” like me!

We saw hundreds of Bloodroot plants pushing up through the brown leaves, with an occasional bloom here and there. There was little else blowing besides a yellow violet I found.

About half way around the loop trail, Judy, Katie, and where Katie goes Zack goes, decided to cut through the woods to the parking lot and wait for me in the warm truck.

I finished the hike, walking much faster than I would normally with a group, and made it around the loop to where I had spotted the Pink Lady Slippers last season. There they were, but they were only tightly wrapped green shoots, about the size of your little finger, just poking up through the leaves. I’ll have to go back in a couple of weeks to get the bloom shots.

We went back down the mountain to Ruby Tuesday’s in Harriman and had a nice late lunch. It was a very nice day to be with the kids.

EASTER AT GRANNY’S

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Judy (a.k.a. Granny) always cooks on Easter and Christmas Day, and this Easter was no exception.

After gorging ourselves Saturday at the warm-up posted below, Judy and I shared the preparation of pork tenderloin in the crock-pot, with potatoes and carrots. We added a little coleslaw, some rolls, and left-over coconut cake for another killer meal!

After we sat and talked a few minutes, we all went outside and started playing HORSE…well, it was actually turned into ELEPHANT, since that’s what we all felt like. Anyway, Zack, Katie’s beau, whipped us all!

All-in-all, it was a nice Easter weekend. Hope yours was just as enjoyable.

PRE-EASTER GATHERING

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We had so much fun today…so much food today…that we simply forgot to take any photos.

These three were all I took all day!

Note how spring has come to Charlotte and Gary’s place; notice too the puppies (click to enlarge) in the kennel watching every move I made. Gary’s kennel is full…actually overflowing!

He is so well known for his expertise in training labs that his spring and summers are booked. However, he does get in a little duck and turkey hunting himself, but he and Charlotte are up at the break of dawn each day running the boys and girls through their paces.

It turned out to be a cool, but a very beautiful spring day. Heavy storms passed through our area last evening, but we were spared the tornadoes Middle Tennessee suffered.

Oh, yeah, there was some cigar and Fat Tire indulging too!

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE! HE is risen!

LEFT TO OUR OWN DEVICES AGAIN!

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Do you remember back when I posted about Steve gettin’ on his Mustang (click here), well, we were left to our own devices (doing what we please) again today, and the ol’ hundred mark rolled around again!

Ron is in California, visiting his brother, and the girls were out and about by themselves shopping on a beautiful spring day in Knoxville. The sky was as blue as could be and the temperatures pushed up near 70 – just right for convertible weather!

Steve and I perused Gander Mountain without parting with a dime, but we then made the mistake of heading to Best Buy!

As the weather dictated, outside sat a beautiful Boxster all dressed in red with the top down! Inside, Steve could not resist a Wii with Wii Fit add on! He intends on losing about 15 to 20 pounds using it, so I’ve decided to get one IF that happens!

At the Smoky Mountain Brewery, we each had a burger and 3 drafts! Yummy!

So, on the way home Steve dropped the top and put the pedal to the metal!

Man, do I love the sound of that thing! Brings back such sweet memories!

SATURDAY GATHERING

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Although these photos are filed under a file named “The Girls Party”, it was all about the Knights Saturday. We hadn’t been together since way before my rib fiasco, so it felt good to sit out on Neena and Ron’s screened porch, occasionally looking at the lake through the still bare trees, listening to the turkey hunter shots in the distance, and watching the bluebirds starting their nest in the houses just feet from the deck.

We pushed the Dragons to the far end of the porch, although the cackling was still ear-splitting at times, and feasted on our friendship, Yazoo Pale Ale beer, and fine cigars. I could barely remember my last beer, but I couldn’t remember when I had my last cigar. It all felt and tasted great!

Outside, we enjoyed quietness, as Ron, Gary, and I lit the charcoal grill. Yeah, it took three of us, especially since the wind came up ahead of the afternoon stores, and kept blowing out the fire. It took one to hold the lighter, and two to shield it from the wind!

Ron started the cooking, but somehow ended up with the flipper and the blame for the medium rare burgers! However, it was lost on everyone but me that Ron, through a Yazoo haze, kept putting the cheese on unfinished burgers and finally thought they were done! I personally liked the burgers the way they came off, but the Dragons don’t eat rare or even pinkish meat!

Judy took the Knight’s group shot, and managed to get a decent shot of us through the smoke from the burgers on the grill!

Oh yeah, it was all topped off by eating chocolate cake and “cherry yum-yum” to the sound of nearby thunder. Ah, spring is in the air!

I’ve been very busy with my support of the Princess Theater, but I’ll visit you here on occasion. See ya!

SPRING BEAUTIES EVERYWHERE

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Judy and I searched for wildflowers Tuesday as we walked the "Old Mac" trail at Frozen Head State Park. Not only did I find a “spring beauty” standing in the middle of the trail going up, I found another along side the trail on the way back to the parking lot! They are bursting out everywhere!

We even found a few more “spring beauties” in the park Wednesday as we went for a walk. We ended up spending most of the time in the playground with Lily once we saw her there with her other granny!

The Bradford Pears and the Japanese Magnolia (also known as the Saucer Magnolia or simply Tulip Tree) were in full bloom, and Lily was bursting out all over the swings, the slide, and the “monkey bars”!

I lifted her up into a couple of trees and carried her up the nearby dock steps, and I paid for it that night. I think I’m going to have to hide from Lily until I completely well!

Speaking of getting well, it’s been 29 days since the accident and I’m finding that my sense of balance is off - way off. I was standing flat-footed last night in the Phillippi Primitive Baptist Church, near Rockwood, TN, as our Princess Productions gang filmed their rehearsal for the upcoming “Appalachian Dreams” show in May, and simply fell sideways into the piano! I have no idea why, except that was wearing the same shoes I was wearing when I fell and broke my ribs. They have a tendency to roll with me.

First off, those shoes are history, and second, I’m going to have to be ever vigilant when standing or walking for now on, and there’s no chewing gum while doing either activity!

Absolutely no fun in getting old!