I'd like to clear up a few things.
Let's start with peaches. A couple of weeks ago, I shared some observations from a trip to Tennessee, and I wrote that Tennessee peaches are "almost as good" as Georgia peaches.
My parents passed through Fort Valley recently and brought us a basket of peaches, and there's really no comparison. Man, Georgia peaches are the best! I knew it when I cut one open and saw those streaks of red.
Bess, ever the apologist for her home state, now claims that Tennessee is just having "a bad year" for peaches. She never mentioned this before.
I'm willing to admit that Tennessee has some advantages over Georgia. For example, I still miss the fall color and the semi-regular snowfall in the Volunteer state. Oh yeah, and the country music scene.
But peaches? I'll take Georgia every year, and it's not even close.
I regret the error.
Speaking of traveling, in the same story I implied that nobody eats anything off the roller grills at Love's truck stops, because I've never seen anybody actually pick up the tongs and buy something.
But it has come to my attention that Love's sells more than 1.5 million pounds of sausage per year off its roller grills. So I plan to drive up to Hogansville (the nearest Love's) and buy something, though I may steer clear of those little rolling burritos.
I'll let you know how it turns out.
While writing about my family travels, I've apparently created the impression that I've done nothing this summer but travel.
In fact, I saw a friend at lunch the other day and she expressed surprise that I was in town and not off on the road somewhere.
True, Bess and I and various combinations of children have traveled 3,350 miles this summer, visiting 10 states.
But we've done it in four vacation days and two long weekends.
Lots of people travel, but most people take their time and relax a little bit. Yeah, I'm kind of jealous.
On another topic, I mentioned last week that in my family we were "really looking forward" to watching my son block Carver High's 402-pound nose tackle again this year.
Of course, I was being sarcastic.
The large young man's name is T.J. London. During last year's game between Carver and Columbus High, which was on a Thursday night, a fellow Blue Devil parent helpfully suggested that my son skip class the next day and just send in T.J.'s photo as a medical excuse. His nickname is "The Big Snack."
Is that awesome or what?
Anyway, imagine my relief when I read our prep writer David Mitchell's interview this week with T.J., in which he announced he's moved to Phenix City. To play catcher for Bobby Howard.
Just kidding about that last part. I think.
The Big Snack will be transferring to Central High from Carver to play football for the Red Devils.
So things change, and I'll try to let you know when they do.
So until next week
Dimon Kendrick-Holmes, executive editor, email@example.com.