Letter From Ft. Myers, Fla.

Wed, 28 May 2008 22:00:00 -0000

Letters Home from Buddy Lucas It has been said that Tennessee is an old man stretched out under the sun and the moon and the stars, who dips his toes in the Mississippi River and rests his head on the Smoky Mountains with a thousand tales to tell and all the time to tell them. Being a part-time existentialist, full-time daydreamer, and occasional magic-bean buyer, I adhere to that description. This Tennessee will always be home to me. Knoxville has a special place in my heart, because it was there I feel I came to be who I am.

Letter From Kenya

Wed, 14 May 2008 21:00:00 -0000

Letters Home:I have to say, I look at Knoxville much differently now than when I did 20 or so years ago when I was a teenager with a poor attitude. By the time I looked at joining the U.S. Air Force at 19, just as Desert Storm was kicking off, I couldn’t wait to get out of Knoxville. It felt like The Great Escape to me at the time and Kuwait or Saudi Arabia seemed just fine with me as potential destinations (though I only made it as far as Germany and Turkey).

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Letter From Ft. Myers, Fla.

Letter From Kenya