Notes from the Spring Creek Arts Guild

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By Cathy Ledbetter

I grew up as an “Air Force Brat.” I was born in an Air Force hospital and lived on or near Air Force bases my entire childhood. My dad retired from theAir Force within a day of me graduating from high school. Like most military families, we moved around a bit, although not as frequently and as far-flung as some. Even though we were mostly stationed in the Southeast, we never lived near either side of my extended family.

Last week I went on a road trip with my parents—just like way back in the old days, except my little brother was not along for this trip. My dad drove, just like he almost always did, but this time I sat in the front seat as the navigator—a job my mother always had. We drove to Tennessee to visit my dad’s side of the family and to visit his old stomping grounds.

Tennessee has always held a special place in my heart. You may not know that Tennessee is, like Texas, divided into very distinct regions, each with their own geographical and sociocultural features. Middle Tennessee is the region that is special to me as it is where many generations of my dad’s family has lived. My family lived in Cannon County, around Woodbury, and some in my dad’s generation moved to neighboring Murfreesboro, a bigger town with more work opportunities.


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