I had remained for many a blissful hour at the University library, and the sun was on its way to setting by the time I departed and made my way back onto The Way. I easily made my way through town and came across a local Applebee’s restaurant on the hamlet’s far outskirts, pulling in […]
It was already quite dark by the time I exited my snuggly Applebee’s safe-haven, and the beginnings of what would prove to be a significant rainstorm had already begun to tumble down from the shadowed skies, so I simply made my way fluidly across the roadway to the local public library, and napped for a […]
And then it was back out onto Highway 11 – back out into the night – back out onto the Way – back out into the society that I still hold so dear; the society that I so want to help become a Community again … “We sometimes think that being grateful is what we […]
I eventually made it into and through the tiny town of Dublin, where everything was long-since closed, and I was feeling extremely tired and very thirsty and I couldn’t even find a rickety bench upon which to sit or even an outside spicket from whence to drink. Fortunately I then came across a 24 hour […]
Without question there were times when my frustration and fatigue turned into despair; times when I became despondent over the intensity of the callousness exhibited by so many of the men & women I encountered along the way &/or the almost complete lack of support or even interest I was receiving for The Walk from […]
Though there was a surprising amount of early morning traffic already on the roadway, I found the walking smooth & easy; soon passing Dublin’s Calvary Church (now the Community Christian Church?) where I saw its main signboard boldly announcing “We Care; We Pray”; a galling proclamation that had me just as boldly asking out loud, […]
And then it was in the near outskirts of the town of Pulaski where I had my next close call with injury; where a woman at a T intersection – almost literally in the middle of nowhere – somehow didn’t see yours truly; a gangly, lope-sauntering, bright-yellow-clad, heavily bearded, and even smilingly waving Peace Pilgrim […]
For someone who has lived in Germany for the better part of two decades and who speaks German with relative fluency, this sign was incredibly humorous and even a bit metaphoric; the former because I remember all too well how many humorous misadventures I had with the German language (both spoken & written), and the […]
I then flowed into the town of Pulaski and saw first the Trinity Lutheran Church* and then a mural hearkening to what is known as The Great Commission**; a handful of verses in the Bible that traditional Christian believe show Jesus commanding all his followers to go out into the world and essentially “convert the […]
After a brief-yet-somewhat disturbing stopover in the local Dollar General store* I eventually flowed onward out of Pulaski proper and immediately onto the most brutal stretch of American highway yet walked – a steep, four+ mile trudge on Highway 11 up and over Draper Mountain … *The DG store manager here was actually a nice […]
It proved to be a difficult day of walking even after I cleared the summit of Draper Mountain, with the aches in my legs and hips rising in perfect cadence to the elevating temperatures around me. And yet there was nowhere to go but onward, and so onward I steadfastly went … “Interestingly enough, what […]
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