Davy Crockett

Born on a mountain top in Tennessee,
greenest state in the land of the free
Raised in the woods so’s he knew ev’ry tree,
kilt him a b’ar when he was only three
Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier!

The preceding lyrics are the opening stanza of the Ballad of Davy Crockett. Crockett hailed from eastern Tennessee, where his rifle can be found at the East Tennessee Historical Society. Rey may do his practicum there. In his ballad, it claims that he killed a bear when he was only three, an amazing feat for a young toddler, but what if it was the bear that was only three and not Davy. The ballad was written long after Crockett’s life and was based upon his legend. Could that line have been the result of some inside joke? Oh, I was a boy during the Davy Crockett craze. I had the coon skin cap and loved Fess Parker’s portrayal of him. I’ll even give the man props for opposing Andrew Jackson’s Indian policy, which eventually doomed his political career and then led him on the road to the Alamo and his famous death. I just have trouble believing the whole bear thing.

Hiking the Appalachian Trail

Dave and Anne on the Abrams Falls Trail

Dave and Anne on the Abrams Falls Trail

This week has been all about switching gears. Last week was all about family, the holidays and travel. I prefer last week’s itinerary over this week’s, it was certainly more fun, but it was also rather tiring and its frenetic pace reminded me of my own mortality. The biological clock always keeps ticking. This week is about work and wrapping up things for this year. I started a new assignment at work, which is a good thing. New is always a good thing there. I also had my annual performance review today. It was rather a non-event. I got my usual C, which in these dark times at Spacely Sprockets, is just fine with me. I almost always got a C, except when I was being groomed for a promotion. Now, my former success seems to be catching up with me. In the last couple of layoffs, management seems to be targeting us more senior engineers. In the past, they tended to cut from the bottom, maintaining the more experienced employees, but twenty-five years of that practice really screwed up the demographic. They are now unwilling to repeat that mistake. So, I had my performance review today. Will it be my last? We’ll see. I wouldn’t mind the time off to hike the Appalachian Trail, with my wife of course. Maybe we could do Rio too?

Swing Home Sweet Chariot

Yellow Birch, Cades Cove, Great Smoky Mountains National Park

Yellow Birch, Cades Cove, Great Smoky Mountains National Park

We are home now and Dave made it back to Purdue safe and sound too. Today was a slog, with lots of traffic and rain, but enough of that. How about a shout out to Rey, our host with the most? We had a good time with our Tennessee visit and I think, so did everyone else. We’ll have to do it again. Say, in the spring? Anyway, what do you all think of our new Windows wallpaper?