He was six years old—profoundly deaf, without language, and being sent away from everything familiar.
How does a six-year-old travel across a state nearly a century ago?
My father did.
He told the story many times.
Only one fragment was ever recorded—
when there should have been so many more.
In 1932, he left his home in West Tennessee and traveled to the Tennessee School for the Deaf. But the details of that journey were never fully written down.
No itinerary.
No passenger list.
No clear path to follow.
What remains are fragments.
And fragments don’t tell a story on their own.
They have to be gathered.
This is that attempt.
-> Begin the story
Gathering the Fragments
How the story is being found—
through records, rail lines, and what they leave behind.
-> Follow the research
The Living Record
Not Every Story Is Written Down.
Some are told, remembered…and then disappear.
-> Why this matters—before it’s lost
-> Add your story to The Living Record
— Gathering the fragments, one memory at a time…