Sgt.Rock
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I was a VOL fan long before college entered the picture. My Mom was from Bristol and Tennessee is all there was. We lived in NC but the only TV stations we could pick up were 6 and 10 out of Knoxville. On Saturdays when helping my Dad doing side plumbing jobs (he was a Union pipefitter out of a Chattanooga local) we had to pull the pickup as close as possible to the house, turn the radio up as loud as it would go, so we could hear the game. I was charged with occasionally cranking the motor to keep the radio from draining the battery. Yes, it was that long ago and my introduction to Detroit internal combustion. A family friend worked for Lays Packing in Knoxville and occasionally received UT tickets that he shared with my parents. When they left for a game it was a huge event in our house, Mom dressed up, and everything took on a more excited special vibe. I was planning to go to UT until I discovered that I had to take the ACT test after already taking the SAT, at the time was too much for me, adding to the fact that I was madly in love with the girl who would become my wife and I chose Western Carolina to be closer. I graduated DeKalb College, Georgia State, took courses at Stanford and UTC, and lived in Chattanooga for 36 years. My football allegiance has always been Tennessee, and always will be. It's in the blood--which runs orange. The schools I attended have nothing to do with that.