On the Way to D.C. we stopped in Knoxville to show the kids where Mark and I met. Revisiting your old stumping grounds can be dangerous: you realized that 20 years is a long time.
It is on this couch (well, one similar to it) where it all began 20 years ago. Actually it was kind of disappointing. The UT campus is completely different that I remembered it. In my mind I had this beautiful story to tell about how met and now we were back to show our kids. The problem was there was nobody to tell. Not a single soul!
