Labor Day WeekendPosted: September 3, 2008
September came in with Labor Day, summer’s last hurrah. It gave us an extra day to do a little something special, like drive down to Leipers Fork for lunch at Puckett’s, a country store and short order spot. I had an old-fashioned hamburger and sweet potato fries.
Then we drove down the Natchez Trace a few miles to the Gordon House and hiked to the old ferry that John Gordon built in the early 1800’s across the Duck River. This place fascinates me, but I haven’t had time to put any study into it. I know — I just know — that John Gordon is a relative of mine. My fourth great grandmother was Rachel Gordon, who settled in Adams County, Ohio, in 1799, along with her extended family. It would have been so easy for one of them to follow one of the old trails from Maysville to Nashville and then travel south down the old Trace. It just feels right.
We ended up on the Natchez Trace bridge over Highway 96 outside Franklin. This awesome structure should be the 8th wonder of the world. Magnificent.
How small and insignificant I feel next to this bridge! I feel insignificant these days anyway, but the power and strength and might of this structure overwhelm me. I know there are great things in this universe.