Snowden's March to the Sea

We loaded into a rented minivan yesterday and made our way toward the Atlantic. I am going to attend a preaching consultation put on by Mercer at St. Simons Island, GA. This is Molly Katherine's first long road trip.

Our first stop was Meridian, MS. We visited with family and stocked up on some trip essentials. My grandparents prepared us the Southern family's car ride feast of fried chicken, pimento cheese on white bread, boiled peanuts and coca-cola. We ate it for lunch at the Alabama-Georgia line.

After lunch, we drove east and listened to the David Crowder Band (Daddy's pick), The Dixie Chicks (Mamma's pick), and the Veggie Tales (Molly Katherine's endless pick). As we listened to, "Traveling Soldier" my thoughts turned to Ole General Sherman. It dawned on me that he took this same road trip years ago. His was a journey of blood and fire. Ours has been one of pure joy.

Today we hope to visit Christ Church and eat some crab cakes before I have to go to meetings.

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