Maryland to Houston
The circumstances that led the Turners to Houston were not ideal, but (IIWII) it is what it is. I was supposed to attend a ceremony on August 20th recognizing the best Sunday School teacher ever; who happens to be my aunt, but my sister said she needed me and that's all I needed to hear. So we packed our bags, jumped in our SUV and headed south. Fortunately, I was scheduled to be on vacation this week so the timing couldn't have been better.
We left Maryland around 4:30 am on Saturday and we blew through Virginia, North Carolina, South Carolina and we camped out at my partner and his wife's house in Atlanta. We grabbed some Zaxby's chicken fingers, watched as much preseason football as we could stand and crashed. The next morning we left Atlanta around 5:30 am and we began the second leg of our road trip. Shortly after we crossed the Alabama state line we saw road signs referencing Tuskegee Airmen National Historic Site so we decided to stop. My wife and I wanted to see it and we thought it would be extremely beneficial to our kids to see it. We don't expect them to remember it, (although we are going to watch the movie when we return home) but we want them to recognize who the Tuskegee Airmen were when they hear it.
We wanted to stop in Selma and Montgomery, but we were pressed for time so we kept pushing. However, we did stop in Mobile, AL (pronounced “Mo-beel") to see Hank Aaron Stadium. My oldest son did a class presentation on "The Hammer" so we had to stop. The home that Hammerin Hank grew up in is actually right next to the stadium. Unfortunately, we did not get to see the inside of the stadium or his home as the ballpark is only open during the week and weekend home games. The rest of the ride was smooth sailing outside of an accident in Louisiana that delayed us for an hour, but we just watched Batman Begins so it didn't even bother us. The great thing is the Turners made it safely to Houston and we are here to support my sister with whatever she needs.