In some sense, Brother Jack's was about as far from the strip as possible, where it could be argued that no sane or sober student would ever want to venture. It could best be described as in the heart of the project about a block or two from the Knoxville College campus. Seems like it was also where a couple of roads intersected. Jack was as nice as he could be, and the pig burgers and bbq was served on regular white loaf bread. Looking back, it was probably a fairly dangerous excursion, but think Krystal times 1000 when you have been out drinking and you'll get a flavor for the attraction. It could never be replicated. Trust me there were not a lot of people at UT that were aware it even existed IMO.