I have lived in Memphis my entire life but never took the time to really see my city. Over the past few years, I have made it a point to change that.
My children and I have explored our city like travelers, mostly afternoons and weekends.
The National Civil Rights Museum ignited our desire to learn more about the pioneers in the movement. Stax and Sun studios made us want to know more about the rich Memphis music history.
We were captivated by the views from the Ornamental Metal Museum, Big River Crossing, the top of The Peabody and the top of Clark Tower.
We explored the trails of Lichterman Nature Center, the River Walk at Mud Island, and Shelby Farms. Woodland Discovery Playground is the kind of place I dreamed of when I was a kid.
We tailgated on Tiger Lane and cheered the Redbirds in beautiful AutoZone Park. We danced to free music as Levitt Shell and watched the free duck march at The Peabody.
My favorite part of our exploring has been learning the history of buildings that make up our downtown and sharing that history with my kids.
I shared my memories of shopping downtown at Goldsmith’s. I explained a bit about Memphis history as we explored the Cotton Exchange, Court Square, and Civic Center Plaza.
I knew I had instilled my love of the downtown buildings when were at AutoZone Park and my 11-year-old excitedly pointed to a building and said, “Look Mom, it’s the Sterick Building, The Queen of Memphis!”
I love my city, and I am proud to call it home. I want my children to feel the same way.
I am not blind to the problems that plague our city; they are pointed out daily on the local news. And I don’t want my children to turn a blind eye to the obstacles we face, but I also don’t want them to complain about them either.
That’s why we’ve participated in other Memphis adventures. We have volunteered with Clean Memphis and learned about the rich history of neighborhoods like Binghamton and places like the Carpenter Art Garden.
We helped serve Wednesday morning breakfast at St. Mary’s Episcopal Church downtown, and Sunday night dinners at Memphis Union Mission, where my 11-year-old son learned that a smile and a kind word could bridge many gaps.
I love my city so much. I want to make a difference here. I want my children to feel the same way. There is so much good going on in our city, so many things to see and do. Take the time to explore the place you call home, you won’t regret it!!
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If only everyone saw the world through your lens it would be a much better place.
Thank you so much my friend….some people are glass half full, some people are glass half empty…I am just thankful to have a glass!!!