The trek to Fayetteville, Part “And Then There Were” Four

The Don Calvino finally arrived early Friday morning bearing gifts: a beautiful bottle of Bajan rum, officially making it the first bottle of Mount Gay to travel from Barbados to Atlanta to Memphis to Fayetteville and then to Tampa.  Somebody Continue reading

The trek to Arkansas, Part “And Then There Were” Three

“Memphis is a city that hums and thrums. Its song is constant.” Robert Gordon, Respect Yourself: Stax Records and the Soul Explosion I have a few US cities left on my “to-visit” bucket list.  For example, I’ve never been to Continue reading

The Long Trek to Fayetteville, Part Deux

Upon arrival in Atlanta, where my flight to Memphis connected, I found Hartsfield-Jackson Airport instantly fascinating. One could live comfortably in that airport and never have to leave its friendly confines, except for the occasional sun tanned dose of Vitamin Continue reading

The Trek to Fayetteville, Arkansas

I love it when a plan comes together.  I hate it when one doesn’t. As a (two-time) graduate of the University of Florida, I’ve seen countless games at the stadium that is currently known as Steve Spurrier Florida Field at Continue reading