I must admit up front that I have never been much of a country music fan. The folk music of Dylan, Simon & Garfunkel, Peter, Paul & Mary consumed my music tastes during my earlier hearing years. But I did occasionally watch for a few minutes of the Grand Ole Opry when it was on TV in the 1960s. Some of those characters were quite entertaining!
So while we were in Nashville we visited the Ryman Auditorium that hosted the Grand Ole Opry for its first thirty some years. It was interesting to see all this history of the place. The stage was smaller than it seemed on the TV show and the audience seats were packed closer than imagined.
The Ryman started out as a church for the legendary traveling evangelist Sam Jones. Captain Ryman was so taken back by his encounter with the Rev. Jones that he made it his life effort to get him a permanent place to preach.
The Grand Ole Opry built another complex and moved out of the Ryman in 1974. We went to visit the new facilities, if you can call them new, but the cost of the tour and the lack of any significant history turned us away. From the Grand Ole Opry we made a sprint home. No we didn’t visit Graceland. Elvis has just never been my thing.
And the journey goes on…