'15 TN DB Cameron Ordway

Last I checked, anything "west" of Alabama is Mississippi.

West meaning if you drew a straight line up. Fayetteville is directly north of Huntsville not Pulaski. Pulaski is a minimum of 30 miles west of Fayetteville, therefore not directly north of Huntsville as the poster tried to inform me.

I know the lay of the area fairly well. My work territory includes both AL and MS so I spend plenty of time in both each month. And I live 30 miles from Pulaski and pass through about once a week.
 
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West meaning if you drew a straight line up. Fayetteville is directly north of Huntsville not Pulaski. Pulaski is a minimum of 30 miles west of Fayetteville, therefore not directly north of Huntsville as the poster tried to inform me.

I know the lay of the area fairly well. My work territory includes both AL and MS so I spend plenty of time in both each month. And I live 30 miles from Pulaski and pass through about once a week.

So you were both right? North and West
 
Poor Pulaski. It will forever be remembered for nothing more than that. And the home of Tyler Smith. That's the only two things I think of when I think of Pulaski/Giles Co.

My grandparents lived there. My hero and a VFL was my Granddaddy :hi:

When I was 7, there was a huge klan gathering in a small valley just outside of Pulaski. My Granddaddy took me to the top of a hill overlooking this sea of white hoods. He told me to look at this huge collection of hatred based on ignorance. He warned me to never associate with these misguided people. He truly detested everything they stood for.

He was a road construction foreman. He treated everyone exactly the same. He was a wonderful role model. He passed away when I was 15. 36 years later and I still miss him. He would fall asleep listening to the Vols on the radio. Even though he was snoring, if you turned off the radio, he would say that he was listening and be able to tell you what the last play was :)
 
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My grandparents lived there. My hero and a VFL was my Granddaddy :hi:

When I was 7, there was a huge klan gathering in a small valley just outside of Pulaski. My Granddaddy took me to the top of a hill overlooking this sea of white hoods. He told me to look at this huge collection of hatred based on ignorance. He warned me to never associate with these misguided people. He truly detested everything they stood for.

He was a road construction foreman. He treated everyone exactly the same. He was a wonderful role model. He passed away when I was 15. 36 years later and I still miss him. He would fall asleep listening to the Vols on the radio. Even though he was snoring, if you turned off the radio, he would say that he was listening and be able to tell you what the last play was :)

Great story! I also learned my love of the Vols from my grandfather. I'm lucky enough to still have him calling me every Sunday to talk about how good or bad we looked.
 
Great story! I also learned my love of the Vols from my grandfather. I'm lucky enough to still have him calling me every Sunday to talk about how good or bad we looked.

I think that's a common theme for many of us. My dad grew up in FL and loved college football but hated all FL schools. So when he married my east TN mother he had a fresh start and finally had a team to root for. Growing up in FL myself, I didn't see my grandfather but a few times a year, but like yourself he'd often call after big wins and always say "how bout them Big Orange?" Every big anniversary celebration my grandparents have he always brings up constantly leaving the reception to listen to the 1952 Sugar Bowl as they were married on New Year's Day 1952. Sucks we lost that one but luckily had already been crowned national champs.

My family may be one of the few who were happy as pigs in mud when UT had it's string of Citrus Bowls. It meant seeing them in person.
 
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