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Old F2The last post talked about old things being cool again. They are. A while back, a picture of this truck accompanied an entry on being out of place. Today we talk about patina.

Just in case you aren’t aware, the patina is defined as: “a surface appearance of something grown beautiful especially with age or use” -Merriam-Webster

In my opinion, the patina on this old Ford is both beautiful and tragic. Beautiful in an old timey, remember your past sort of way, but tragic in the fact that it was left to rot. That such a beautiful old truck could be left to its own devices.

Don’t worry, I’m not just writing about a truck. Because you and I both have a patina, too. We have bumps and scrapes, dents and ding, even a few rust spots. Yet, we keep can keep going. We can still be useful and serve a purpose, even with our problems.

You see, I know more about this old truck than you probably do (unless you’re family reading this). It’s a 1951 Ford F-2, and it’s nearly complete. The engine is there, all the interior parts are in tact. If you look closely, you can even see there are still bulbs in the tail-lights. The point is, everything that made it work is still there. It needs some work, but it’s there.

You and I are the same way. We may have problems. We may have even broken down, but our parts are still there. The things that we need to keep moving forward are still in place, we just need to do some restoration. It can be hard work to bring a rusty classic back up to showroom quality, but it can be done. If you’re willing to put forth the effort, you can do the implausible.

Don’t let anyone tell you that you’re too old, too young, too broken, too hurt, too impossibly optimistic. Because, we can all be restored.

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Ye Olde Country… or not

Look, I’ve included two pictures today. It’s to make up for those posts with no pictures.

But in all seriousness, I love castles. It may be my Irish/Scottish/Welsh/German heritage, but I have always thought they were simply cool. When I was younger I would read all about King Arthur and his knights. Later I branched out into Tolkien and Lewis, finally hitting Robert Jordan and George R.R. Martin. Fantasy has always struck a cord with me. There is just something about the chivalry, the quests, and the fellowship (pun intended).

So, I look at castles. I have books with pictures of them. I look them up on-line. I like Castles.

Now, here is the question. Where are the castles featured in these pictures? Some Scottish Highland, a rolling hill in Ireland, the heart of London, Cardiff, or Berlin? Nope.

The first one, with the air-conditioner in the window, is about 10 miles from my house, in downtown Corinth, Mississippi. (The Castle is in Corinth, not me)  I don’t know much about it, but apparently, a “crazy cat lady” used to live there. Right now it is a bit of disrepair and up for sale. I really wish I had the time, money, and skill to go after it.

The second one, with the curved staircase, you may have seen before. It had a bit of fame in a recent music video by a county starlet, something about Romeo and Juliet. It stands close to 20 miles from my brother’s house.  Just outside of Franklin, Tennessee, this castle and the grounds surrounding it, serve as the backdrop for the Tennessee Renaissance Festival. It’s held every year in May and supports a great gathering of geekdom from all across the South.
That’s just one of the many things I love about living in the South. You really never know what you are going to find.

Picture credit: I took the Corinth, MS one. The other is from the Press Kit at

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The Crossroads

A few miles to the south of our house, lies Corinth Mississippi. That town was once one of the major Railroad hubs of the State. There is still quite a bit of rail traffic that comes through there.

The kids around our house (son, niece, nephew) absolutely love trains. It may have something to do with a certain tank engine and his entertainment empire.

Today we drive or fly everywhere, trains are often thought of as little more than freight haulers. However, the passenger train is still out there. My parents just rode one from Memphis to New Orleans. While the romanticism of train travel has changed since the days of Express travel to the Orient, there is still something to be said for this reliable, comfortable, and fuel efficient means of travel.

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