There are signs all through Tennessee promising that “Jesus Saves.” It is quite true and my friend and I found out on Thursday morning when we found our U-Haul facing the dead end of a parking lot with no way to get out but to back that trailer pulling U-Haul up. After a few failed attempts, a man named Larry stomped out the well worn cigarette from his mouth and came over to offer his services. He assured us that he does this for a living. So with all of my belongings still in the truck, I handed him the keys. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. He backed that U-Haul up like it was a mini-coop and sent us on our way. I noticed the back of his shirt was about the salvation of Jesus and I knew then that in Tennessee, Jesus really does save.
In Arkansas, there were billboards inquiring as to whether we were having “Trouble determining Paternity?” We drove through there as quickly as we could.
But before Arkansas, there was more wonderful Tennessee. Memphis, to be exact. What better place to rest up and adventure than in the birth place of Rock and Roll. Our first adventure was to meet up with one of my grandmothers old buddies (she uses words like “buddies). They have been dear friends since the 6th grade, and I have been hearing stories about her my whole life. On a whim, my grandmother had given me her contact info and I thought, why not? It seemed like one of those road less traveled kind of choices, and it ended up being the clear highlight of the entire trip. I knew as I pulled up to her waving arms in the driveway that this is someone my grams would be friends with. She exuded warmth and kindness and was a riot. I delighted in listening to her tell stories of my grandmother and seeing old photos of a long ago Memphis. She took us out to dinner to experience Corky’s BBQ. It is an experience that everyone must have in their lifetime! Saying a fond farewell to my new friend, we dashed off to Graceland, but not without buying some Elvis souvenirs first. It is a surprisingly modest place by today’s standards, but a thrill nonetheless.