Somewhere on US-Route 84 between Synder and Post, the road snakes to the right. When you come around the bend, the grass is gone. Dirt and red clay have seeped to the…

As the sun sets in the west, this wayfaring stranger has camped his wagon for the evening in Abilene, Texas. Today’s drive was not nearly as long as expected. It took four…

I’m beat (beat red). The sun through the blinds opened my eyes this morning and I decided to sit poolside. Adorning a pair of (gasp!) shorts, I conjured up my courage and…

“We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. The martyrs go hand in hand into the arena; they are…

Exhaustion isn’t the right word, but it’s the first word that comes to mind. I finished with Bubba just as last night was turning into this morning. I fell asleep a few…

Good morning. I just returned to room 420 at the Quality Inn Dallas (Market Center). I made up a great jingle for Quality Inn, should they desire a musician to record something…

Today’s entry is brought to you by the handy tape recorder I speak into when I’m driving and something poignant arises. My missives are spattered throughout this traveler’s tale, delineated by quotations…

Right now I am enjoying my first Fat Tire of the trip. I’m at a Holiday Inn Express in Independence, Missouri. I arrived maybe two hours ago and made my reservation for…