Granville calls itself the Mayberry of Tennessee. They have some cars like the ones from the show as well as cutouts of various characters. This is arguably the largest building in town, which is usually a garage to display all the cars but was cleared out to become a temporary diner for the festival. In front was a full jazz band complete with two singers (one man, one woman) who preformed old-timey songs. They were pretty good!
Here's the other direction. One thing we did not expect to see in the middle of a tiny town in a deep red area was a booth for democrats! So we were pretty excited to see that. Note, there was zero noticeable MAGA presence.
I've been in a lot of small towns over the years but Granville has got to be the smallest. It's literally one street with a couple of buildings. Quaint and charming sure, but there just ain't a lot here.
Dad entered two quilts into the Granville, TN quilt competition this year and he took second place. So we're off to Granville to see his ribbon and collect his quilts. The drive was nice, and this is the view from where we parked.
I might have shared this before but I can't remember. Casie drew this for us years ago when all three girls were still around. Hard to believe we're alone now. Tara, Mystic and Mad. In our hearts forever.
Casie and John were kind enough to send us flowers in memory of Maddie. It's nice to know we have people in our lives who care so much, it makes life easier to handle.
This is an Indian wolf. The India kind of Indian not Native American. Just thought that was cool. Hard to get excited about much as we're still grieving Mad, but life will go on.
