Out of Many, One

      In grade school, every Tuesday our grandparents would pick up my siblings and I after class to spend the afternoon with them. Trips to McDonalds followed up with hours-long games of hide and seek were commonplace. The afternoon of Tuesday Sept. 11, 2001 did not go according to plan. Grandma and Grandpa … Continue reading Out of Many, One

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Sifting Through the Ashes: Tennessee’s Darkest Hour

  My earliest memories of Tennessee football came around a campfire. I can remember as a young boy sitting next to my uncle on a family camping trip, huddled around a bonfire, as he listened to Tim Priest and Bob Kessling call the Georgia game. I can't remember what year it was. The final score … Continue reading Sifting Through the Ashes: Tennessee’s Darkest Hour

When Johnny Comes Marching Home: the Vols need a savior again

  **** DISCLAIMER - I've heard several versions of this story. It is likely something similar happened, but not this exact version of events. But as always the legend is far more entertaining than the reality.**** It was October 16, 1976 better known as The Third Saturday in October, and Alabama had come to town. … Continue reading When Johnny Comes Marching Home: the Vols need a savior again

Blessed are the peacemakers: thoughts on mass shootings and American division

In the wake of this week's rash of mass shootings, I caught myself doing something that I'm a little embarrassed to admit. If I'm being honest, when I hear about a mass shooting one of my first thoughts is, "oh no, please don't let it be a southern white guy with a manifesto and a … Continue reading Blessed are the peacemakers: thoughts on mass shootings and American division