We’re in a state park south of Memphis called T.O. Fuller, named after a Black politician who worked for the rights of locals here in this rural, seemingly forgotten area. How do I know this? From the lady I associate with this park, Margaret, who gives you a full tour of what to do in […]
Tag: Memphis
All the Feels in Memphis
We’ve gone into Memphis three days in a row this week, and it still doesn’t feel like enough. (You know that’s significant coming from me.) The thing is, Memphis has such a deep history in civil rights; it’s on the beautiful Mississippi Delta; its old architecture is gorgeous; the people we’ve met are super-southern friendly; […]
Elvis’ Meditation Garden: Shining Like a National Guitar
On our way to Graceland this morning, Tracy and I played Paul’s Simon’s song of the same name, by as many artists as I could find. Each rendition revealed more about the song to me, from Willie Nelson’s brilliant guitarist creating all those complex riffs at the start that bring out the song’s musicality, to […]
