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Flying in to Nashville from a recent business trip, I look down in the midst of a golden sunset on billowy clouds to see my home. I don’t know that I’ve ever looked at it like that…my home of Tennessee. The lush greenness so evident, even this far away. The snaking rivers, the land…so much land. I’ve made this flight many times before and yet it seems that I’m seeing it for the first time.

Perhaps it’s that I’ve never lived anywhere else and so most of my trips in and out of this state were not truly a “homecoming” or perhaps like so many things in life, it’s something I took for granted. I realize now that anytime is a homecoming because this is home.

WCTE is home here in middle Tennessee as well. The station is a reflection of the people and the places we know and love.