play clean as country water,
play wild as mountain dew
been playin’ since they’s babies
get work before they’re two.–J. Sebastian
Like, say, Minneapolis, Cincinnati, Richmond, and the whole state of North Carolina, Nashville, Tennessee on the Cumberland River is a well-kept secret. It has just about everything humans need: beauty, learning, music, commerce. It’s a big center for the health care, publishing, and transportation industries. Founded in 1779 as Fort Nashborough, it was named after Francis Nash, a North Carolina lawyer, merchant, and brigadier general killed during the American Revolutionary War. Probably due to its proximity to Cincinnati, where I attended high school, I twice almost went to college here. Sometimes I wish I had. I’d be a much nicer, and better-mannered, person. Due east of here, especially at the far end of the state, there’s heap of Hulls and other relatives I’ve never met. When I finally met them, I’d talk a bit less like a Yankee, and greet them with “You doin’ okay?”.
