Book of Rules.. that’s me

Book of Rules.. that’s me

Which brings me back to the biggest rule of all, and that’s knowing yourself. I can’t be comfortable around people who haven’t gotten there. My comfort level is for the ones who’d walk across a burning bridge for one more drink of knowledge, and who feel connected to everything around them. Not many people make it. But the ones who do quit thinking they’re smarter than everybody else. They figure out they don’t actually know a thing. Continue reading Book of Rules.. that’s me

Blakeburn – My Hometown Ghost Town

Blakeburn – My Hometown Ghost Town

At Fred’s home, park and walk the few hundred meters to Lover’s Leap and the Outhouse collection. You’ll pass several remaining trestles used to transport coal to the trams and workers in Lower Blakeburn; each run consisted of a driver and multiple carts. As unique as these trestles are, they wouldn’t inspire the confidence Lover’s Leap did to build and ride. Standing at the top, you can see its sheer drop-off of hundreds of feet to the canyon below. Continue reading Blakeburn – My Hometown Ghost Town

Bralorne Bound – one of BC’s 7 Wonders

Bralorne Bound – one of BC’s 7 Wonders

I wasn’t prepared for a mine exploration on the trip and didn’t have proper footwear; luckily, for the first few hundred feet, this wasn’t an issue. I was able to successfully skirt the rather large puddles along the way. The growths on the ceilings and walls were mesmerizing; the colours that I could see through the headlamp were beautiful shades of red and pearlescent white. Continue reading Bralorne Bound – one of BC’s 7 Wonders

My first Book is published!

My first Book is published!

Ten men tied to DeKalb County, Tennessee, left to fight for the Union, most of them in the United States Colored Troops. All ten had been born enslaved. What became of them, and of the wives, children, and communities they left behind, survives today in an unlikely place: the federal pension files the government kept on each of them, sometimes for sixty years after the war ended. Continue reading My first Book is published!

Alexandria – Old School Tennessee

Alexandria – Old School Tennessee

However, the community came together: one volunteer took it upon themselves to clear a good portion of the overgrown area; then a local company donated dirt to help fill the sunken graves, and 2 others showed up with excavators to move that dirt where it was most needed.  Many other volunteers showed up to help fix and clean the stones, apply sweat equity where needed, while others researched the first 100 names of those buried without stones, with the first stone placed in June of this year.  Funds were donated to help cover the cost of the next stone, which is hoped to be placed by the new year. Continue reading Alexandria – Old School Tennessee