The year was 1970. Kenton Holloway was 14, and his father had driven from their home in Jasper to Chattanooga, and they found themselves at the Krystal on Broad Street.
Holloway’s hometown did not have the fast food restaurant, so about once a month he would visit Chattanooga to indulge in the small square burger dressed with an onion, pickle and some mustard.
Once they started eating, Holloway’s father saw someone he recognized — but he couldn’t quite put a name to the face.
“We put our heads together, and he said, ‘I know. He’s running for governor of Georgia,'” Holloway recalled in a phone interview.