It has been this kind of morning

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[Steve Plonk]

Mortality, mortality. with a douse of fantality on the mind...
A great song. Also see my Jim Morrison and the Doors "Unknown Soldier" lyrics for Memorial Day on "What Would Victory Look Like in Afghanistan?", top of page 3. Lord, have mercy.

[stilltrucking]

It was an intnese morning
and there was no way to hold my head that did not hurt.

I stayed at the Union Gospel Mission down on lower Broadway. Then I moved to an apartment on 16th avenue.

I think about Nashville a lot.
It sure did not get much ink during the flood. I heard a bit about all the musical instruments that were damaged or destroyed during the flood.

"God Bless the Boys That Make the Noise on 16th Avenue"

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[Steve Plonk]

Nashville is just up the road about 124 miles from where I live here in Chattanooga area. I posted about the Nashville flood in Litkicks.com, where they had a piece showing a flood picture and links to others. I haven't been there since the flood. I have plenty in my head, but it hasn't sunk in enough to get down in a poem. This was the worst flood that Nashville has ever had. (I was partly raised nearby in Clarksville, TN.)
More to follow on my column as soon as I'm able.

Yes, I had a headache, too, when I found out about it. That was a great song by Dalton. I wonder what shape Nashville will take when the city recovers.

So you've been in the Nashville area and affected by the flood also. They had some coverage on the national news and around here,too. But, considering how bad it was, I am suprised more hasn't been said.
I've got acquaintances in the area and nearby whose jobs and so on were effected.

All of second street was flooded and I believe 16th Avenue was flooded in the low lying areas. The Vanderbilt Campus was flooded and
so were parts of Centennial Park. I think the Parthenon escaped because it was on a hill, but the basement was flooded...Hope they find the missing folks bodies. There's nothing worse, than like in New Orleans, or Galveston, when there wasn't a body to bury. Thanks for caring about Nashville, TN, and all the kind folks and beautiful people who live there.

[stilltrucking]

I moved from 16th Avenue to a little place in Berry Hill.
Nashville will always feel like a home to me. I joined a Quaker Meeting there after I came back from Astoria Oregon stained by thoughts of murder.

I am afraid to ask about the main library downtown. On days when I could not get any work at Manpower I used to go to the library a lot.
I found an interesting little book by a man named Moon. He wrote about why Quakers did not believe in water baptism. There must have been a thousand Bible references in that little book. Kept me busy for a long time.

Speaking of the Union Gospel Mission where I was living at the time:

Part of the deal was every night we had to listen to a sermon by a visitng preacher. One night a Baptist preacher from Pegram came in. He was the first preacher I could relate to. He did not go into a dog and pony show about if you accept Jesus Stand Up, or Come Forward,
he said no need to do anything but open your heart right where you are sitting, Jesus knows where you are.

It made me realize how much of a preachers shtick is a power trip. I think that is what appealed to me about the Quakers silent meetings for worship. No preachers. Just a clerk of the meeting who keeps track of mundane..