Welcome to Lynnville, TN

Last week my mother and I took an hour and a half drive south to an old railroad town called Lynnville, TN. With windows down and my car moving at a rate of about 40 mph (my favorite speed for back roads) we took in rolling hills, horse farms, cow pastures and old barns.

I can't help but wonder when looking at those old barns (about ready to collapse) when it was built, who built it, how long they farmed there and if the person living on the residence now is somehow related to them.

We also spotted an old tavern that had been devastated by fire some time ago. It was gorgeous against the skyline with vines growing up the side. A building that deserved at the very least to have its photo taken for all it had been through.

As we made our way into the little town of Lynnville, the town folks waved as we drove by. We stopped at the local train station and peeped into small businesses as it was Saturday late afternoon and most were closed. One place definitely open was the soda shop. It was alive with burgers, shakes, and music. We made our way in and I ordered the most fattening thing I could find on the menu (isn't that what you're supposed to do?) This place had all the old decor so I snapped a few more photos inside.

Mom sat next to a seventy-something year old guy that reminded me of "Goober Pyle" aka George Lindsey. We watched people, listened to the music and just took in all that Lynnville had to offer.

Body Judgement

I've come to the opinion that most women judge their bodies rather harshly, and why shouldn't we? Everywhere we look there are photos of women scantily dressed, no bigger than a size four on the cover of every major magazine, TV commercial and reality show there is (as I sit here sipping a sweet tea and eating an oreo). Those poor girls have probably never tasted the delicacy of fried chicken in their life.

I'll admit I really try to stay in shape. I walk a couple miles in the evening and have most recently started doing tae-bo. I know Billy Blanks is old school, but dang it, I paid good money for those VHS tapes back in the day! Anyway, this evening as I laid on my porch swing I couldn't help but look at my long toned legs and think "damn they look good".

Just think... Mona Lisa was and still is considered by some to be a stunning woman of her era. Have things really changed that much? Guess so.

Debra Kay Photography in Country Weekly!

I am so proud to announce that our good friends Jack and Diane Untz are featured musicians in the June 22 issue of Country Weekly. Also present is a photo of them taken by Debra Kay Photography. See photo @ this link.

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This husband and wife duo weave their diverse backgrounds into their music. Jack, originally from Pennsylvania, was influenced by Eric Clapton, Elvis and the Doobie Brothers. Diane spent her high school years in Atlanta, soaking up the music of Barbara Mandrell, Bonnie Raitt and Crystal Gayle. Jack, a multi-instrumentalist, toured with artists ranging from Frankie Valli to George Thorogood. He auditioned for Diane’s Atlanta band in 1997, they fell in love and then moved to Nashville in 2001. They now host Music in the Boro With Jack & Diane, a weekly performing songwriter showcase in Murfreesboro, Tenn.

About “Play for Me Baby” Written by Jack and Diane. For more on Jack & Diane, go to musicintheboro.com.