One of the things that has always amazed me about Tennessee is the kindness of most people. Not that people are not kind elsewhere, it just seems to be much more abundant in the hills and valleys of Tennessee. I have already mentioned some in past articles. Here are some more, and they are not in chronological order:
When we first moved into the state, we had to stay in a motel. With the help of a couple of people in our new Athens church, we had a house to move into the very next day. And the ‘couple of people’ became a group to unload our U-Haul.