My dad loved Elvis. We took a family vacation down through Tennessee when I was little and visited Graceland. I don’t recall much from that part of the trip, but I do remember visiting Ripley’s Believe It Or Not Museum, mining for gold at Silver Dollar City (which would later become Dollywood) and Loretta Lynn’s Dude [...]

In all my visits to St. Louis, I’ve never been to the place that makes one of my favorite beers: Budweiser. That is, until this day. Renard the fox, mascot for Budweiser’s prohibition “near beer” malt beverage called  Bevo. How stay-tabs are made. Ended the whole she-bang with some cold ones.

Erik arrived just before midnight. I subjected him to a snapshot so I could check off that item from my daily to-do list.

Erik stopped the truck to make sure this little fella got safely to the other side.