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today i took a ride to the post office in morrison tennesse,lived here over two years and never been to morrison tennessee,but that is where my mailing adress is. people tell me morrison is there so i gots to believe them.it took me a little over a hour and over 40 miles to find morrison tenneesee.beautiful mountain scenery on the way. it took me 15 minutes to get home ha ha.i went to the post office cause i had guitar parts i ordered waitin fer me there and we gots to have our guitar parts when we know they are in.so there was this little ole black lady dat was there and she says, you play guitar? and i say yes mamm,she say you give lessons?i say no mamm. she say i gots to get me sum lessons. i say you play guitar? she say i gots me one but i need lessons,she say all her family folks play somethin, lots of em play guitar.every body that come over there while we were having this conversation waved and said hi there, and she waved at every body that come over there whilst we were talking.she was holding my package hostage untill she was thru talking wit me. she be a great soul of a person.i say it sho took me a while to get here, she say where you live at? so i tell her. she drew me a map to get back home, she was a great soul. i say you wanna see my i d fer me to get my package? she say anny body gonna drive almost 50 mile to get dey package bound to be da one dat its fer. i say yes mamm.on my way home i seen more things i never knew was there cause that little ole lady opened my eyes to how country folks dont need no big world to be happy in.she was a great soul. i told her i made little cigarbox guitars and i been waitin fer some parts to get some more of them built. she say dats what is says rite here on dis package[guitar parts] i said yes mamm, and she handed it over to me and smiled.now when i order more guitar parts that go to the morrison post office i am gonna look forward to goin back there to see my new friend the little ole black lady with a great soul.my only regret is i didnt ask her her name but i bet it was a good one.

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Comment by Douglas Eric Marsalis on August 18, 2010 at 8:34pm: Hey Bairfoot, are you really from Louisiana (B/c of Cajun reference)? If so, what part? I lived in Lafayette for nearly 20 years and also New Orleans for a bit. I was born in Georgia though. So, I guess you would say I am a true southerner. Now I am in Japan spreading the southern culture to all that will listen. Great story by the way. Aren`t old folks great?

Douglas

Comment by CanJoe*John on November 27, 2009 at 9:24am: Hey Brian,
Love this story! LOL!!! I've driven nearly every road in east TN, on purpose, just to see where they would take me. I sometimes had to back out of a few faster than I drove into them...lol! I often take the back roads, instead of the interstate and I always carry my canjoe, my strumstick, and my fiddle with me, 'cause I have encountered more impromptu jams and met more fine people this way than I could count. My fiddle has kept me out of trouble and my canjoe has never failed to produce smiles and instant friends everywhere I've been on and down these old mountain roads. I have learned more about REAL life, REAL folks, REAL hospitality, REAL music, REAL heritage stories, Real values, by traveling this way and if practical, I will always take the long way, stopping whenever the opportunity appears right, looking at and appreciating God's gorgeous scenery along the way as I travel these mountain roads. If you get a hankerin', drive yourself up to Blountville, TN sometime and lets jam, talk shop, and have some fun. Be glad to show you my shop, my place (built in 1851), and just enjoy life, but if you do, take the long way, you may find it's really the best way...CanJoe*John