Had it really been 30 years since I last went to the Natchez Pilgrimage? Worse, my wife Ginny had never been.
Fortunately, my 18-year-old son John has some tourism aptitude and with his encouragement, the three of us headed southwest to Natchez right after Easter Sunday brunch.
Over the years, I had often told people the Natchez pilgrimage was one of the finest tourist attractions I had ever seen. It was a shame it took me so long to return.