Over two months ago we left Tennessee, for one last road trip to the sunflower state.  Two PACKED months ago.  With the holidays and my overall hiatus from blogging while moving and being with family and friends again... I never got around to officially closing our Clarksville chapter.  So let's flash back two months to our last week in Clarksville.

Other than running around like a crazy person trying to get everything done that must be done before a move... we also managed to...

Drive into the Kentucky country to scoop up some TO DIE FOR donuts.  I had heard through the grapevine that I would not regret it.  And I do.  But only because I waited until the last freaking week to go up there and get some.  They were hands down some of the best donuts I've ever had.  Leave it to the Amish. (Also, just checked.. I've mentioned this donut trip on here before... so clearly they were the bees knees.)


On a particularly rainy and gross afternoon we had lunch at Silke's Old World Breads Bakery & Cafe.  The food was mediocre at best, but it was a fun little outing with just my girls.  They have a small play area and serve piping hot food (ask Brooke, she stuck her hand in Grace's pizza two seconds after they served it to us...).  After we ate we meandered next door to a few amazing antique type stores.  I regret not going to Warehouse 41 prior to the movers coming.  So much stuff that I could have easily taken home with me and should have.


Another evening after leaving the dungeon that is the hospital basement where one finds the medical records office, we headed over to the park next door to the Fort Campbell museum to walk around and look at all of the helicopters.  Our home in Clarksville was under the flight path of training for a wide range of military helicopters and it became a familiar sight for all of us.  Needless to say seeing the "copters" up close was a real hit.  That was our official goodbye to military installations.


Our last major thing to do before leaving town was say goodbye to our lone friends in Clarksville.  We knew Miranda and the girls from our time at Fort Gordon... but we were reconnected at Fort Campbell for a few months and the girls really enjoyed each others company.  So we met up for dinner at Blackhorse and said our goodbyes.  Hands down the worst thing to do, ever.

Without a shadow of a doubt I can say that our time at Fort Campbell was not exactly my favorite.  We lost our beloved Piston and had more than a few other crazy incidents, often shared with our neighbors.  But Fort Campbell will also always be a special place to me.  That is where I gave birth to Brooklyn and we added Diesel to our gang.  We had many great visits with friends and family.  And lots of memories were made in just one year.

But I don't miss it, at all.


Here is what I will miss about Fort Campbell and Clarksville, Tennessee.

-Blackhorse, the restaurant.  Family friendly and they make their own beer.
-Miss Lucille's Marketplace.  Used, new, reclaimed and antique.  It's all there.
-Nashville.  Close and TONS of stuff to do.
-The sounds of freedom, in helicopters and range action.  Heard 20 minutes out, no less.
-Liberty park.  The playground, walking trails and restaurant.
-Our neighbors.  We weren't super close to them, but did experience a lot of life with them.
-Our friends.

Here is what I will not miss about Fort Campbell and Clarksville, Tennessee.

-The panhandlers.  Somebody always needs something from everyone else.
-Our rental company.  They were great in the beginning but kind of screwed us over in the end.
-The large military aspect.  Coming from Fort Gordon and Fort Meade.. Campbell is huge.
-"Free" anything.. especially events.  Not worth it, at all.
-Our split level home.  Loved the home, HATED the stairs.  Especially on grocery day.

Rob's terminal leave ends shortly and we will 100% be done with the Army.  It's kind of surreal.  But I'd be lying if I said it hasn't been good for this family...

So there you have it.  The closing of our Campbell chapter.  Late, but still glorious.


always,
amanda