Who is 12th & Broad?

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A close friend who once worked with me at The Tennessean said I was the kind of editor who got excited about every possible story, including the ones we seemed to cover every year.

An example: It was time again for the county fair, and instead of writing another who-what-when-where-why report, I wanted a reporter to ask the carnival workers to interview each other. “Carnies interviewing carnies!” she recalls me squealing at this weird idea.

I am “fizzy”, like a bottle of champagne someone has shaken. At the same time, I am a hometown girl, living within an hour’s drive of my parents and working for the same company that hired me as an intern at age 18.

Nashville has my heart.

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It is an effervescent city full of creative people – artists, musicians, writers, entrepreneurs, community builders, fundraisers, chefs, designers and stylists. It’s also an unpretentious one, in love with its funky old buildings, at ease in jeans or sequins, and unconcerned with how late anyone arrives.

Y’all know it.
You made it this way.

And it’s for you – fizzy and folksy Nashvillians – that a team of us is working hard to launch 12th & Broad: a celebration of the city’s creative and entrepreneurial culture through unique events, collaborations and storytelling. Continue reading

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Mother-Daughter Day of Spontaneous Fun

Things I remember doing with my mom, when I was more or less my daughter’s age:

– Browsing books and eating quiche at Davis-Kidd bookstore when it was still at Grace’s Plaza, before it moved to Green Hills mall and then closed.

– Buying gifts for her students at the Parent Teacher Store. She taught sixth grade and rewarded her kids with cool pencils, stickers and other supplies.

– Singing somewhat obscure old camp songs in the car on road trips to my grandparents’ house.

Interspersed throughout the shopping, browsing, driving, lunching and singing, there was a great deal of Mom getting to know what was happening in my life outside of hers, and of me getting to understand Mom’s values in life.

I hope that’s the sort of thing my Lily takes from today – when she and I spent a mutual day off exploring a part of town my friend Andrew calls SoBroLoCo (for South of Broadway / Lower Convention Center) – and not just “dang, so that’s what a record looks like.”

Here is what we did on our outing: Continue reading