So here's the short of it,
We are home from a pretty long drive!
And here's the long
Mom and I are home! We had a really good visit and a lovely trip together. Yesterday was quite fun and we were both really glad to be able to go!
This morning we got on the road about 9:30 and really had a good trip home. We did run into a couple of really hard rains, but they weren't nearly as scary as the two that we had on the way up. We did go by 3 accident sites. Fortunately it didn't seem like there were any horrible injuries in those. We were really glad to patronize the cracker barrel restaurants all the way down I-75 today! They have nice restrooms even if you aren't hungry!
We got all the way to Berea before we stopped for lunch. We went to Boone Tavern, where Aunt Joyce worked when she was in school there. They had a Sunday brunch and we enjoyed that. We spent a bit more time there than we had anticipated because we had a most interesting encounter. A single gentleman came in and sat down at the table next to us. We exchanged a few pleasantries about the time we were leaving. Mom asked him if he was a Berea alumnus and one thing led to another...it turned out that his father lived down near Mt. Victory, and he remembered our grandfather VanSant. He talked about reading the "Lines of Life" poems that appeared in the Somerset newspaper every week. In 1994 the VanSant family reunion was held at a country retreat called The Close. It turns out that his father and mother owned that place and he goes down there pretty frequently. It was so interesting. He lives in Lexington, and I think that he knows the Edwards clan, although we didn't find that out until Mom was talking with Aunt Frances after we were back on the road.
We made it to the Cracker Barrel in Knoxville in time to meet Aunt Joyce for a light supper. I believe that was our third Cracker Barrel of the day - the first in Dry Ridge north of Lexington - the next one in Corbin. It was really crowded! We thought it must be a Sunday afternoon tradition to go to Cracker Barrel there in Corbin, because most of the license plates were local.
When we finally did arrive home Hershey was so excited to see Mom. She apparently had a really great visit with Sophie! And as far as I heard, Sophie was a pretty good puppy sitter.
Lots of playing! It seems that Sophie was quite patient with Hershey and played nicely. And then there was nap time!
The first Cracker Barrel that I saw was at Corbin in the 1960s. I don't know if that was where the business started, but it was not very good. It is now a huge success now. There are two in Lexington and another close by at Georgetown.
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