Okay. Nashville. We took Kim to the airport. I got sad and weepy. Kim was fascinated by the bright blue clarity of my eye. We laughed at a picture of it.
Courtney's JournalTuesday, August 19th, 1997
Dave and I got breakfast at a good ol' family style diner, Daniel's Diner at 4701 Gallatin Pike, Inglewood, TN, where the manager helped me figure out where to buy a dongle. Dave and I drove around to different computer places/superstorres, I called more places, we finally gave up and decided we need to do something with the day. We were planning on being in Nashville a second night to catch up with the motorcyclists.
We went back to the hotel, i made a bazillion phone calls and we decided to head down to Franklin and spend the night with Dan Phillip and his family. First we stopped at Javanco for some cable connectors to be made for the motorcyclists. Javanco is a wiring geeks dream! Every imagineable wire, connector, adapter for AV, air conditioning, computer, radio, vcr and many other components. Joel Moses was the computer guru who helped us out. Black t-shirt with "Neanderthal" across the front, long wavy brown hair in ponytail, Joel helped us out very quickly and showed Dave some of the equipment I'd say came from the Museum of Old Technology.
We stopped in Shoney's for a lite lunch. Electricians were working on the lights in the restaurant and barely had covered the food, as sparks were flying.
The ladies room had one of the better uses of advertising: on the back of the stall door.
5:10 pm: We pulled into Dan Phillip's house in a beautiful, clean "subdivision" (housing development). He was just firing up the grill for the bar-b-que. His wife Janet came home and quickly began organizing things. The house was filled with a yummy smell of brownies cooling on the counter. We met Melinda, their daughter who is going to University of Tennesee in Knoxville to continue her education. She was previously at the campus in Murfreesboro. She is studying communciations and plans to be a high school drama teacher. I brought up how my stepmother was a high school drama teacher, and how in fact was my teacher Senior year in High School, and how my mother and sister are elementary art teachers. We both agreed the vacation time is pretty nice.
After a delicious dinner of bar-b-qued chicken, hamburgers, and hotdogs; garden fresh tomatoes from their neighbor; dinner rolls; chips and dip; and home-made iced tea, Dan and Janet drove us around the beautiful Franklin environs. Their knowledge of this area, and its many fascinating, important historical facts is beyond impressive. Its inspiring.
We were fast approaching dusk, so we had a quick tour. They began by correcting us -- we were not actually in the city of Franklin. Not commercial enough, so Franklin didn't want them. Awww. They live in Mud Sink, TN, named after a plot of land that I think they said everything sinks into due to the mud. Hm. We past the Darrel Waltrip Honda Volvo car dealership (named after part-owner race car drive Darrel Waltrip). Dan and Dave spoke about how Oak Ridge, TN has been in the news alot lately and the fact that its apparently one of the most toxic places in the US -- I guess they can't stop the process of plutonium production.
Janet works for a financial direct services company, owned by CUC International, whom I tried to get to have partly sponsor the trip with discounts from some of their hotel and restaurant chains.
Dan's knowledge of the civil war in these parts is extensive. Actually, Mr. Phillip has a vast weatlth of information on many people and places. His website actually focuses on traveling to literary spots. The literary travel journal is not only interesting in the places he visits, people he meets in the current day, but also the historical significance he always refers to as well.
Along with the obvious country music industy down here in Nashville, the antiques market is booming as well. Past dusk, we past a small home on the side of the road with stacks of absolutely beautiful antique bird cages.
MORE FRANKLIN INFO:The Battle of Franklin
Modern Day Franklin