Our next stop on our long journey home is Shawnee Oklahoma. This time we're staying at the local Expo park where they have rodeos and such. You'd think a town named Shawnee would be pretty exciting but this is the best picture we took. Nothing special here.
Now I'm sure you think our trips are all sunshine and blue skies; well, not so. Pouring rain from Shawnee to Little Rock Arkansas. At the rest stops we usually walk over to the facilities to stretch our legs. Stayed inside this time; one of the perks of a motor home.
The rain stopped about the time we arrived. Now this is a great spot to stop. 50' from the Arkansas River and right across the river from downtown Little Rock.
This is the view out of our front window at dusk.
Next day the rain was gone and happy hour arrived. Don't we look content sitting beside the river in the sun.
That bridge behind us is an old railway bridge converted to a pedestrian walkway across the river. Took this from the bridge.
Right across the bridge is the Bill Clinton Presidential Museum. They didn't have a Monica exhibit so we never bothered going.
If you've been following our blogs over the years you'll know we like to go see State Capitol buildings. Don't know why, I guess they're just impressive. This is the Arkansas Capitol in Little Rock.
Didn't pick up much of the history of the building but we're blown away by the marble staircases and columns. This is what we did on Easter Sunday; we had the place to ourselves, except for security.
The grounds were beautiful. This Magnolia tree was in full shedding mode but the tree and ground was lovely, not to mention Grammie.
One of the big American Civil Rights moments was when 9 black students first entered a segregated white school in Little Rock. This group of statues commemorates that day.
Next stop, Jackson Tennessee. Not quite the view of our last stop. That's OK. It's warm and sunny and happy hour.
After stopping at the visitor centre, it appears Jackson is most famous for two people; Carl Perkins and Casey Jones. Now I know there may be a few of you who don't know who Carl Perkins was. He was just the first major musician to combine hill billy music with rock to create Rockabilly music. Even before Elvis. A true pioneer in music. But I can understand your lack of knowledge about him but don't say you don't know who Casey Jones was! See that train? He rode Old 382 to his doom rather than jump when a stalled train appeared dead ahead. By staying with his engine he saved all of his passengers. He died a railroad hero. A song called "The Ballad of Casey Jones" immortalized him. Perhaps you can find it on the internet and play it. Is it any wonder we had to stop in Jackson?
I always thought Casey Jones was a fictional hero like Paul Bunyan or Pecos Pete but this is his house, placed in a Casey Jones park with his train and other historical items of note.
See, told you! Well, our next stop is going to be Nashville. Hope you join us for a bit of exploring and hopefully some Country music. Oh, by the way, if you click on the location icon at the bottom of each blog it shows where we were or a spot of interest along the way. Try it. Oh yeah, the title of this post refers to a Johnny Cash/June Carter song. Look that up in your Funk and Wagnells.
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