More Memories

All the Signs are Pointing Back Home

There’s a place I can go

To where the people are real
Where the mountains run wild

And the lake water still
Where you’re free to be you
And you’re free just to feel
I’m going back

To my Tennessee


The great Smokey mountain streams, this is the view you would be looking at from your cabin in Pigeon Forge.

A cabin in Pigeon Forge

Tennessee; the land of the Indian Cherokees

Knoxville, Tennessee worlds fair SunSphere

The Grand Ole Opry Museum, Nashville, TN


5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. UzF
    Mar 21, 2005 @ 08:20:00

    Looks like a very beautiful place..
    Who knows ruby one day you might visit it again and re-live all the memories.
    meanwhile, you might write your own poet about it like the one in the orevious post- this is what you do best 😉
    have a great day,


  2. Wardat_il'7leej
    Mar 21, 2005 @ 11:48:00

    Let me guess you studied at Vanderbilt Univ. ?


  3. AyyA
    Mar 21, 2005 @ 13:44:00

    I do visit once and a while, but it is just not the same anymore, one day you will understand what I mean. And thanks for the compliment dear 🙂

    Nope, you would have a better guess if you go back to my previous post 😉


  4. Ms.Baker
    Mar 21, 2005 @ 13:50:00

    Ruby, I am addicted to bluegrass music and banjo’s, are you as well?


  5. AyyA
    Mar 21, 2005 @ 14:02:00

    I can’t say I’m addicted, but I have a special mood for Black Banjo.


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