Clarksville Courthouse(photo by K. Urner)
At the basement level I found recreations of a one room school house, an early printer shop, an unmarked linotype (my grandfather Reilley was a union linotype operator), plus science exhibits about radar, tornadoes, and designing for people with disabilities.
The Black Horse, a micro-brewery, and Front Page Deli are two of the main downtown eating establishments.
I purchased a local paper (The Leaf-Chronicle) from the corner vending machine next to the Black Horse. One of the front page stories (Chicks 'not ready to make nice,' but return to country, by John Gerome, AP, March 25, 2006) was about the Dixie Chicks making a come back. I agree with their analysis: country music has pretty much lost its moral compass. You can see this in and around Nashville: the genre has forgotten its roots and become a vehicle for glamorizing the excessive lifestyles of its rich and famous.
But is rock and roll any better these days?
Alexia and I joined a small worship group on Sunday, in a beautiful old house on the outskirts of town, built before the Civil War.
I purchased a matted photograph of the Montreal Expo '67 dome from the local art co-op near the deli.
