Saturday, November 5, 2011
I hadn't rolled more than an eighth of a mile from where I began when the county sheriff stopped. His offer was one I could not refuse, I could not walk on his highway in the high winds today. Then he asked me what I was doing and where I had come from. His attitude softened but his offer stood firm. So I walked back up the hill and asked permission of the Cubby's/Godfather's Pizza to park in back and spend the day. Now as the sun has set after a day where I applied a few patches and paint to the World, had a nap, listened to Prairie Home Companion on the radio I am sitting down to the Godfather's signature "Humble Pie". I thought it appropriate...Tomorrow is another day.