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I-75, here we come. by michael simon mbsimon@umich.edu 9:30 A.M. We depart Ann Arbor. Actually...a little bit later than 9:30, but we were close to being on time. Hey, it was pretty good, all things considered. In the photos on the right-hand side, there are photos of Teresa talking to the group in the Lloyd Hall lounge before we left, the lineup of the three minivans, and a shot of the boys in the backseat. Onward, ho! 12:20 P.M. Teresa insists on pulling over a rest stop for the girls to use the restroom. One mile later, we stop AGAIN for lunch. We're not big on efficiency. All of us but one ate at Wendy's. I had a Spicy Chicken sandwich... mmm mmm good! I am looking forward to a LOT more Wendy's on this trip! In the righthand column, see Jeb driving, and Deborah nagivating. 3:10 P.M. We just passed through Cincinatti. We're still continuing with a discussion that we started at the end of lunch about affirmative action, minorities, racism, Michigamua (the U-M Union's own tower society) and other leftist politics. I have taken note of the fact that, while most of us on this trip lean a little left of center as far as our political orientations go, there is a striking diversity of opinions between us -- from moderate to Marxist. ;) We're still talking, and I'm still typing. I spent the last two hours chiming in periodically, and trying to design this website. I think that everyone is beginning to get annoyed with me and the digital camera. More to come. Take a look at the photos of Jeb driving on a bridge in Cincinatti, and us stopped just over the border at a rest stop in Kentucky. 8:45 P.M. Good God. Finally, we're in Knoxville for the night. I've never been so happy to see a motel. Ever. The gentleman checking us in at the desk was so wonderful and courteous. They don't give AAA discounts here -- just AARP. Unfortunately, none of us are over the age of 55. Next time we'll have to remember to bring along a senior citizen. I'm going to eat one of our trip-mates if we don't get dinner soon. Check out the photos to the right. We passed by a fireworks store on the way, and took a picture. The last two pictures are Jeb doing a victory dance when we got to the Motel, and the interior of my motel room. Hey -- at least it's clean! G'night! More tomorrow from the road. by mimi belton beltonm@umich.edu Well, we're off! I don't really know the others going on this tour, but I expect I will know them all (perhaps a little too well) by the end of next week. There is a relatively mixed bunch, Christians, Jews, Buddhists, an atheist or two, and at least three individuals who are "non-white". I myself am a mixed blood American Indian (Shawano and Western Tsalagi), also with some West Indian and European ancestry. This should be a very interesting class for me. I have never been to the south, and I don't have any southern relatives as far as I know. My great-great granddad and his people came up to live in Michigan and Ohio at the beginning of this century, severing all ties to Texas and Oklahoma. Since then, my family has lived among and married other mixed-bloods, blacks and whites. While I am very far removed from the south, what happened during the tumultuous sixties definitely shaped my life today. I highly doubt I would be here typing onto this laptop right now had it not been for strong leaders of the sixties. |
          
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