Miles of Memories in Morrow

Roaring bonfire, toasted marshmallows, Christmas lights, and a gifted story teller all made for a magical evening in Old Towne Morrow. Shannan and I went back to our former homestead for a lovely community holiday event. After the festivities we had some time before the Sister Hazel concert we planned to attend (more on that in a future blog), so we drove around the city and reminisced on when we called Morrow home. Tons of grand memories came to mind and smiles painted our faces.

Surely Shannan grew weary of me going on and on about the terrific running routes I enjoyed around town. Morrow is a fabulous place for running. I literally ran thousands of miles while we lived there. There are many nice parks, especially the Reynolds Nature Preserve and Clayton State College, and the city has sidewalk on nearly every road. Morrow always provided safe and beautiful places to jog. I knew I had it good then, but as it goes, I had no idea how good it was.

In the years we lived in Morrow I trained for many interesting races, established all my personal records and ran two consecutive years of the Atlanta Track Club Grand Prix Series, 21 races each year. Along with running, I played a role in establishing a 4 mile road race produced for Morrow’ D.A.R.E. program, the Tar and Turf 5K, as well as a 5K that took place in the city, Run for the Rainbow, which benefited Rainbow House.

It was good to go home and remember the good times.

Thanks for the memories, Morrow.