If you are anything like me (and I know you’re not) you used to dream about being a character in The Dukes of Hazard. You even tried to write a script for it. You cried when Bo and Luke left and were replaced by Coy and Vance (seriously?). Well, then you grew up, got a real job (hee), and never thought about your youthful dreams again. You never did, that is, until you went to Nashville.

You’re walking around Nashville, minding your own business, when all of a sudden you see an ad on a pamphlet.  In bold, bright letters, decked out in the colo(u)rs of ye ole confederate flag, is the name: COOTERS. You do a double-take.  It’s true.  It’s really not Hooters.  It’s Cooters; the name of the lovable mechanic with the wide grin and helpful hand always at the ready to help the Duke boys out of their latest jam.  When you investigate further, you find out what you have always dreamed: that Ben Jones, who played the aforementioned Cooter, opened a museum dedicated to The Dukes of Hazard and within driving distance of where you are standing right now!

So you drive there, and in the parking lot, just being freshly washed, is one of the authentic General Lee cars used in the show.  Also on display, Cooter’s tow truck, Roscoe’s sheriff car, Daisy’s jeep, and some of her short-shorts.  The mother load!  There are lunch boxes and big wheels and board games and McDonald’s collectible cups and everything you can possibly think of putting the Dukes on, all of which you remember as a kid and some of which your mother actually let you have!  The magic of the moment consumes you.  A tear slowly flows down your cheek. Life, as it happens, is finally complete.


The lesson for today: dreams do come true.  If you water them down at least, you’ll still be fairly satisfied.