Close, but no cigar

Ref called this morning -- I think he was at breakfast with the guys, which is something of a Saturday tradition -- to update me on stuff.

I miss him, and told him so, and asked him to give my best to Brantley, Gregory et al.

Not that I've been thinking about him. Not that I didn't make a U-turn in horrid Gunbarrel Road traffic in Chattanooga (wow, is that redundant) to get a picture of this building. Not that I think it's up to his standards.

But the name has a nice ring to it.