When I was young, I remember my momma and my aunt taking a trip to Nashville. The country music capital of the world. Sidetracked to Memphis. Elvis' stomping grounds. They took pictures at Graceland. The gold piano, the pink cadillac, Elvis' wild bedrooms. They were told one of his aunt's still lived on property. I guess she was an overseer of some sort. Now they say Nashville is too populated and all the old and some new country stars have set up residence in Branson. I think it would be great to rent huge RV and travel from Georgia to Branson. Eh...maybe better once the kidz are grown, but it would still be fun to attend the shows, see the stars. Maybe we will....one day....