For Thanksgiving we traveled back to Tennessee to visit Grandmom and Granddad. This was your second visit to where I grew up, but I'm sure you don't remember much about your first. You were a little more active this time around.
As part of our visit, we gave you a tour of some of my old stomping grounds. We started at the house where I grew up. It's been a few years since we'd stopped by. Some things looked the same, others not so much. Unfortunately, it was kind of early and nobody was out, so we couldn't knock on the door and invite ourselves in. Regardless, you were duly impressed.
After cruising through downtown Powell we made our way to the University of Tennessee. Our first stop was Hess Hall, where I lived all four years of college.
Then it was on to the Torchbearer statue, the revered symbol of campus.
I'm sure you were carefully studying the inscription at the base of the statue, which reads, "One that beareth a torch standeth in shadow to give light to others," as you sucked your thumb.
Next it was on to Neyland Stadium, which should always be spoken of with reverence. It was a Wednesday, so there wasn't much activity around the stadium. Actually, it was pretty indistinguishable from most Saturdays these days. I don't want to tell you what to do when you grow up, but there's a decent chance the head football coaching gig at Tennessee will be open. It pays well, especially if you're not very good at it.
We finished our day with dinner at world famous Calhoun's. I don't actually know if it's world famous, but it's at least famous all over East Tennessee. You enjoyed your first experience with catfish.
As always, you were a trooper on the grand tour. Thanks for indulging me!
Love,
Daddy
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