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I grew up in a family of Southern storytellers. Back in 2004, I started Whole Bean to continue the tradition in a new medium. Over the years, I've written about families and friends, peculiar situations, extended road trips, recalcitrant home appliances, and many things for which I'm truly grateful. I hope you enjoy your time here.
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The Pilgrimage was a success. It was interesting to see the changes in Memphis over the last 27 years. It's all documented on the website at the Pilgrimage to the King link. And yet I can't imagine what our part of Atlanta must have looked like in 1978 -- it was probably a collection of ramshackle country houses. In fact, I know that it was.

In 1982, when we moved to Atlanta from Chicago, our immediate area was sparsely populated. Here and there was an old house. Some were more interesting than others, of course. One of my favorites featured chickens wandering around in the front yard and a rooster who would stand on the front porch and crow at the morning traffic. That same area is now home to three shopping centers on three different corners, most of which are in their second or third series of tenants. Our neighborhood is now quite crowded, in fact. Roosters on porches have given way to soccer moms dropping kids off at Montessori schools. Time waits for no one.