Today, I drove from Alabama to Ohio and journeyed from home to home. I left Alabama, where I was born and where my family currently resides. I crossed into Tennessee past the old state line church on the hill and entered the area where I was raised. Soon I was passing my childhood home, my old church and my high school. From Tennessee I made my way into the heart of Kentucky and then to the northern part of the state where I lived for a short year when I relocated to the Cincinnati area. My final destination was Ohio, where I have lived for the past twelve years. My route consisted of Highway 231/431, I65 and I71. These are just road numbers to most people, but to me, they are my memory trail. On this six hour journey, I relived scenes from my childhood, old flames were re-lit for a few moments, secrets were remembered, and thoughts of friends flooded my head as I drove past familiar homes.