Mark Tucker

Coming Full Circle (almost thirty years)

Posted in Personal by marktucker on November 14, 2009

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Last night, I see this movie called “The Men Who Stare at Goats”. It felt like one of those movies that was based on a book. You could feel the book wanting to come out, but it just didnt translate for me. It rambled on, and finally I just gave up and walked out. I just think it’s weird when people try to resurrect a character, ie Jeff Bridges in the Dude role, but stick him in something else, just because Big Lebowski was a hit. (I can just hear the conversations with the bean counters now: “We’ll ride those coattails”.) Uh, sorry, no. And somebody needs to tell George Clooney to just take a vacation and go underground for a while. Overexposure. Too many movies where he simply plays the same character over and over. And the Kevin Spacey character just didn’t cut it, (or maybe it was the hairpiece). And worse than anything, don’t go hurting animals in a movie. We all know it’s just a movie, but still. No stories about harming dogs, and no stories about harming goats.

So this morning, I take this great walk thru downtown. Walking over the bridge into downtown, leaving East Nashville, it hit me that downtown is where I first began here. I moved to Second Avenue in November of 1981, where Mulligans now stands. It’s still got the same bad HomeDepot siding on it, as the guy put on it when I bought the building, 28 years ago. At that time, Second Avenue was a ghost town after 5pm — we used to stand in the middle of Second Avenue and throw frisbee in the afternoons. Rarely a car broke the rhythm. At that time, Jack and Frank May, and Bob Schatz, and Scott Bonner, and Mark Martin, all lived down there — they called us “urban pioneers”. I remember loving the whole city thing at that time, I was only 23 or 24. I used to walk uptown to this weird Shoneys, near The Arcade, for the salad bar, every afternoon. The whole lifestyle was about never getting in your car.

So today, I head out. Incredible morning, with warm sun. Very Santa Monica. Here’s my map walk. First, over the bridge, and cross the street, and check out these great new fountains at the new Court House, then to The Stahlman Building, and admire the renovation of the bank building on Third and Union. Then back to Deaderick, and up Deaderick, and admire the new trees in the center of the road. Then up the steps to War Memorial, thru the fountains, up the steps and thru that Collonade thing, then out the back door to the Tennessee Building, then hang a left and down Seventh to Broadway, to that great church on Seventh and Broad, then hang a left on Broad, and down to the hockey place, then right, and admire The Oldest Building In The World, then over to the Hilton, thru the park, by the Symphony Building, then up Hermitage to shake hands with Rachel Lehman at Crema and say hi, then back over the Korean Veterans bridge, back to Fifth and Main, where I live, but try to avoid the exhaust fan at Otters Chicken; nothing worse than breathing fried chicken exhaust. And then say a prayer that Allium stays in business. As for the future of downtown, my suggestion is that the city beg, borrow, steal however much money it takes, and they go to Steiner Liff Recycling, and also to that giant gasoline tanker company, both which are near the Cumberland River, and they pay them to move. If the city is going to grow, respectfully, those companies need to move elsewhere, and give up that valuable land. Nothing worse than being on I-65, and you look over at the skyline, and you see a stack of crushed 1968 Dodge Darts in a pile.

But all in all, a great walk, and I might even be re-embracing living in East Nashville, after all. (But don’t count on it). I did a lease/purchase here, and don’t really see the purchase thing happening, long term. After moving here, and not having grass underneath my feet, it occurred to me to make a Priority List of Important Stuff when choosing a home:

1. Walk out back door onto grass.

2. Be able to install outdoor shower, in privacy.

3. Be able to have my own grill, and to be able to burn my own meat.

4. Be able to install hot tub for January mornings.

5. This is #5, but it’s really #1: Be able to have a Campfire in your own yard.

In searching on RealTracs, I keep looking for these items when I do Searches: “Campfire”, “Outdoor Shower”, but so far, have not found them. I’m going to invent the Hippie Version of RealTracs.

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  1. Barry said, on November 15, 2009 at 6:25 pm

    When in doubt, do like this guy is doing and build it yourself.

    http://watchthehousegrow.blogspot.com/

  2. Forrest MacCormack said, on November 15, 2009 at 9:45 pm

    Mark,

    Your walk sounds like a very healthy thing to do. I couldn’t gather anything redeemable from The Men who stare at Goats movie either – and I haven’t even seen it. So thanks for the heads up -it looks like it might be another “I can’t wait to miss that one” type of movies.

    Your ideal house has some of the same things I would like. In addition to the outdoor campfire – a really sweet thing to have is a hand-made stone outdoor grill with chimney. Like this: http://roddavacations.com/images/cabins/birches/birfall.jpg

    You can get a 1/2″ thick iron plate an use that as a huge skillet – makes awesome pancakes and killer percolated coffee.

  3. Mark Martin said, on November 17, 2009 at 9:08 pm

    Mark,
    A friend sent me a link to this. I too have told stories about throwing frisbee late at night in the streets of downtown N’ville with you and Scott. Hard to imagine that now with all the nightlife in the area but it was deserted back then.

    Your post reminded me of throwing a frisbee after midnight at the end of Broadway near the river and well before the park was built. We’d just shot Hank Jr at Elliston Place and it had been a long, hot and really stressful day. With youthful energy… and accuracy someone (not me!) had overthrown the frisbee. We all gathered at the river bank to watch it drift downstream in that midnight inky blackness that passed for the Cumberland river of 1982. Suddenly and without consultation you just jumped in the river, swam out 20 yards or so and found that damn frisbee. It looked like certain death to me but somehow you made it -the band played on.

    Let’s do it again, this time Scott can swim!

  4. marktucker said, on November 17, 2009 at 9:32 pm

    Mark,

    Good to hear from you. Yes, I remember that night. I think it was Waylon that night, when we closed Elliston Place. I think Hank Jr came later. But I remember jumping into the Cumberland and was shocked at the amount of current. Those were good times — young kids just having fun. If I jumped in now, I’d sink to the bottom in no time. Hope you’re well, and assume you’re still in Watertown.


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