I wander America on a Harley Davidson motorcycle, sleep on couches and in fifty-dollar motel rooms, eat at Waffle House and Main Street cafes, and have conversations with people whose politics I might not agree with. These are our stories.
We Were Fourteen
We’d walked barefoot along the tracks, balancing on the sun-scorched rails and cooling our feet on the sharp stone ballast every few steps until we were above the Eleventh Street beach and then sat side-by-side on the sandstone cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean,...
Life
I was thinking. Life is only experience, it has a beginning and an end and each day as we live toward death, we decide whether to expand or contract our experience. There is no overcoming it, we die, we all die; no matter how undeserving we imagine a person to be, no...
The Quitman Legacy
America is a beautiful thing... Damn it’s a beautiful evening here in Cleveland, Mississippi. I spent the day riding north from Natchez on Highway 61, The Blues Highway. My motel room cost $50.00. No coffee, no wi-fi. Last night in Natchez, I stayed at John Quitman’s...
Captain Caviar
America is a beautiful thing... In Morgan City, Louisiana I stayed at the Morgan City Motel, a small, lonely $60.00 room. Jim’s room was directly across the parking lot from mine, he was sitting on the front step smoking a cigarette. Sixty and the first mate on a tug,...
Evening in Southern Louisiana
America is a beautiful thing...
Colonel Sawyer
America is a beautiful thing... I ran into Colonel Sawyer on Facebook, he’s retired in Pensacola. We had breakfast at Waffle House. Captain Sawyer was my Commanding Officer when I arrived at the 1st Squadron, 1st Cavalry Regiment, the 1/1 Cav, at O’Brien Barracks in...
The Chicken Farmer
America is a beautiful thing... Ursula is fifty-four and has a son and some ex-husbands and lives alone in a pre-fab house on two acres of sun-baked scrub grass in eastern Tennessee. She chain smokes and has a prosthetic leg, the original she lost in a motorcycle...
I Have a Friend Named Titus
America is a beautiful thing... I owned a construction company. We worked all over the country for commercial and federal government clients. Titus worked for me as a job superintendent and project manager for a number of years then left to work in the North Dakota...
The Wedding
I stayed the night at the Quality Inn in Jeffersonville, Ohio and ate dinner at Wendy’s, the only walkable restaurant from the motel. I had a “Dave’s Double” cheeseburger, fries and a Coke; should have had Dave’s Single but I was tired and hungry and making poor...
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