They say it’s the journey, not the destination. And for some in the 1950s and 60s whose destination was Atlanta, the journey was more than mere conveyance, it was, in fact, Southern Tradition. For many, the trip is a lingering memory from childhood. For others, it was just how we lived back in the day, that day before divided, multi-lane, controlled access super highways connected everybody everywhere. The times and methods may change but there will always be a need to get from point A to point B and back again. And that is the subject of this week’s Stories of Atlanta.
….and the rest of the story(in part) is that the Nancy Hanks even inspired poetry and lore…….Let me tell you ’bout Miss Nancy, she left Atlanta at the settin’ o’ the sun, she made Savannah ’bout quarter past one, dey say in Meldrim, she ran so fast, she burnt de wind, and scorched de grass. (in part, from the Central of Georgia Railway Historical Society quarterly “The Right Way”.