Three friends hit the road the summer after high school, 1973. 25 states, two months, three sunburned left arms, one smelly canvas tent, two printed cards illustrating the deaf alphabet, 721 armadillos, 39,438 pancakes.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
We forgive you, Bill.
You are hereby utterly absolved for any mistake you made in navigation or anything else.
We went out west. We came back. All in one piece and not a second late.
All is forgiven.
Go and sin no more. Until the next time you're human, anyway. 8~)>
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