Roy Lee’s Big Adventure
We stood at the tail of the Old Man Car. Lingered in a parking lot.
“Why don’t we go grab a coffee? COFFEE?”
“Nah. We need to get home. I’ve gotta be at the VA on Monday. They’ve gotta check my coumadin.”Continue Reading
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We stood at the tail of the Old Man Car. Lingered in a parking lot.
“Why don’t we go grab a coffee? COFFEE?”
“Nah. We need to get home. I’ve gotta be at the VA on Monday. They’ve gotta check my coumadin.”Continue Reading
It was a slog, Dear Reader. I wish I could tell you that I zipped through my last few miles of the Natchez Trace with ease. With grace. With the wind at my back and the sun on my face.
Nope.
Nope.
Nope.Continue Reading
When I encouraged people to come and walk part of the Natchez Trace with me, I really didn’t think anyone would. My offer was sincere, but it was also my warped sense of Southern hospitality. I mean, I couldn’t very well throw myself a masochistic party and not invite people to come.Continue Reading
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