I was very weary on the drive home today, the week having taken a toll on me. I was daydreaming of seeing my wife and the dogs when I arrived home.  I turned on the radio, selecting a classic rock station out of Knoxville, TN, that I can sometimes pick up clearly. The fatigue melted away for a few minutes when this song came on. Took me back to the days before everything Southern was scorned and hated. The days when Southern Rock was a genuine sub-genre of rock music. The days when I had never filled out a tax return. The days when the  length of my hair was…