Memories are strengthened when we reinforce them. Looking at this, I remember this deep open pit quarry on our approach to land at Nashville.
1936 Deep Memory
I like how it cuts through layers of earth’s past to the green reflecting pool at the bottom. Then there are these two pix taken at the top of the Nashville street scene as it was ramping up at dusk.
1961 Flow
1971 Ebb
The ebb and flow of people and cars provides theater for the music emanating from every door. Quite a lively part of town. We didn’t get involved, but the similarity to New Orleans made it tempting to seek out a little blues club. After a quiet evening with family in the outskirts of town we toured the historic suburb of Franklin and then took off to retrace our flight the day before.
2111 Leaving Nashville
Before long we were flying over the dam at Hartwell where we’d been enjoying time with a different side of the family a day before.
2194 Retracing Hartwell
Then on to form new memories at Charleston, SC. We flew in just as it was getting dark, and the city looked especially magical.
2251 Anticipation
We’re looking forward to some rest here while we wait to see what weather materializes from the forecast rain. This is a city well recommended by several family members, and the write-ups we’ve seen online are enthusiastic. It’s reputed to be very civil and welcoming, though this is where the Civil War started so there’s plenty of history.
John & Anne Wiley 
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