Family, Spiritual, Travel

Popcorn had a Son Named James

Popcorn Sutton was a famous bootlegger. His illegitimate youngest son was James. James was a close friend of my dad and they came for Christmas a few years back. We experienced some interesting tales.




James taught us how to tell what proof each moonshine was. Never had to use this information, but chock it up for, “interesting”.

James was always seeking his estranged dad’s approval. He was a steady runner of moonshine from when he was old enough to reach the pedals of a truck. His area was Cocke county which was the home of many distilleries up in the hills, not far from the Smokey Mountains. His customers would include neighbors and local judges. They left cash in envelopes and James would replace them with jars of moonshine.

His tee...

Family, Pets, Travel

Last Exit Leaving Tennessee

Feel it coming, Exit 451.  My sweetheart hails from Maryland but waits for me in South Carolina. I’m a Tennessee girl and taking in the last few minutes to memorize the scenery.




Exit for Townsend if I go right or Newport if I go left. I passed a great coffee shop in Dandridge a few miles back. Passing Del Rio and Gatlinburg. Dad’s place to the left and fun times on the right. Maybe water-rafting or” Hello” to Dolly. Here it comes the next to the last exit where we have to stop and take a dogey walk, time to look at the creek and view the Smokey Mountains.

Mile markers 448.2, 448.6, 448.8 woe. Thinking about being on this curvey road when I was a little person and drinking Nesbitt grape and orange...

Spiritual, Travel

How to Survive an Eight Hour Drive

The Smokey Mountains wore their white fur capes yesterday and it was gorgeous driving through Maggie Valley with snow flurries. It was a long drive but then I found WSM on the am radio. Then the excitement began, not sleepy anymore and it made the driving time pass faster.



Dolly Parton met a super tall man named Joshua and they lived happily ever after in a small cabin with a big black dog. Alan Jackson married a waitress and he didn’t know her name and she was missing a front tooth. Johnny Cash disobeyed his moma and shot a guy in Reno. Could relate to “I was Raised on Country”, hey, me too. Keith Urban was making out in a cop car and singing about it...

Pets, Spiritual, Travel

Asheville to Nashville

Very distracting to drive from Asheville to Nashville in the changing seasons. What an experience.




There are layers of color on mountains. The day we drove, there was snow melting and the trees were bursting out with orange, red and yellow. The road is very curved in places and tractor trailers struggled to make it up the hills and down the reclining elevations which make for all-eyes-on the road. That is a challenge because the scenery is just breathtakingly compelling.

When you hit mile marker 451 that means you are in Tennessee and 451 is the miles from one end to the other for  driving the entire state of Tennessee...