Chris Altrock – February 14, 2010
A few of summers ago I was driving one my kids to a devotional which was being held at the home of the Frizzells, long-time Highland members. Jordan and I got into my car at our Bartlett home, drove to Interstate 40 west, took the Perkins exit, drove south on Perkins to Park, turned west on Park, then south on Cherry Road. I pulled into the Frizzell’s neighborhood off Cherry Road and parked right next to their house. Suddenly it hit me. This was not the Frizzell’s house! It used to be. But they had recently moved to Cordova. I had driven to their old address. When I had entered my car in Bartlett, I had gone into a kind of “auto pilot” mode and without thinking I did what I had done dozens of times before: drove to the east Memphis address of the Frizzells. And because I did what I did without engaging my mind, I missed the goal. I didn’t make it to the Frizzell’s actual house.
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