Woke up early this morning to speak to the Franklin (morning) Rotary Club, which meets at the Vanderbilt Legends golf club each Wednesday. While I was part of a panel at last week’s talk with the SPJ chapter, this was my first chance to talk to a group just about my book. And while I’ve attended dozens of author talks in the past and have seen the familiar scene where attendees line up to talk to the author after the remarks, for whatever reason it caught me off guard when people came up to me afterward to share their own stories about Perry Wallace or about growing up during segregated times in Nashville. It reminded me that after engaging in a basically solitary journey the last eight years writing the book, once I get out and start talking about it and when the book is published in the fall, everything changes. It becomes a public experience for people to discuss and react to. And for that I am immensely thankful.