Nashville will hold many memories for me. Most will be feelings of pleasure when remembering the sights of historic monuments, beautiful parks, interesting restaurants, and talented young people singing on the street corners longing for the big break to make them a star. However, one memory continues to haunt me. It’s one of a young couple, ragged and dirty with vacant eyes, carrying back packs accompanied by a large black dog. We saw them several times wandering the streets or sitting on a park bench. What’s their story? Will they survive to look back at this as an adventure or will their parents be called to identify them. As a mother and grandmother my heartfelt hope is that these two will find their way to whatever they are searching for.
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