Mark and I hit the road for Memphis in late August to be at the wedding of David Ellison. Stephen was to be one of his groomsmen, and we wanted to be there for him and his family who had helped us so much through those hard days in Athens. The day before the wedding, we rode a vintage streetcar and visited the National Civil Rights Museum and Beale Street. On August 28, attending the wedding breakfast and the evening ceremony and reception was a beautiful, bittersweet experience.
