Call From A Friend
Had a call this morning from a dear old friend of 40 years in Six Miles, SC wanting to know why I haven’t posted an update in two days. Brenda and I have been extremely busy just trying to stay on top of the posting and some days we get behind because of other things that come up to slow us down. But never fear the walking continues each day and I still take pictures and will post my comments even though we get behind. However, it is good to know there are friends out there who read my comments and enjoy the pictures.
My Granddaughters From California
Ashley and Olivia posted a picture on Heart Trek USA (Facebook) of themselves with their hands shaped like hearts in support of my walk. Love it, love it, and love it. Wish more supporters would post pics with the heart shape hand signs…I will make a collage of these pics. Think about getting your office to do a group shot or maybe the kid’s soccer team/basketball team doing the heart shape hand sign.
Wouldn’t you know it, on a 28-degree night the propane system on the RV goes down. No furnace, no stove, no refrigerator and no heat. Three of us (yes, including Zuzu) under about five layers of blankets and still shivering. One more cold night ahead, then we will rush back to the RV dealer for repairs.
As a native North Carolinian, I am appalled and ashamed at the trash along our highways. I do believe we may lead the nation in litter. Where’s the pride? At least one new friend, Marilyn of the St. Lewis Community was doing her part when I met and walked past her cleaning the roadway in front of a day care center. Our state is beautiful but is marred by the thoughtlessness of those who still toss their refuse out the window. Something must be done. My suggestion—raise the penalty for littering to 8 hours of litter pick-up. If you just can’t do the time, you could pay a fine of $1,000 so that an inmate could take your place.
Small Towns and Rural Highways
I’ve learned quickly to watch for approaching vehicles as I walk through the countryside. You can tell from some distance away who will give you some room to walk and who insist on barreling straight at you. Scary when they are on cell phones. Not many sidewalks on my route so far, so my choices are gutter, shoulder or ditch.
Really have enjoyed Wilson, its history and its residents. First contact was with an old friend, Norm Osborn of Cornerstone Bank and his wife Vickie, who provided a parking spot for our RV and a lift to my starting point on Saturday. Then after my I-Phone had a little problem, we got assistance from Lafonia Edwards at Verizon who fixed the problem and was pleased to be a part of our journey. She had learned earlier of my walk through the area from a TV broadcast. Then at lunch today, we met some great folks at Dick’s Hot Dogs which is celebrating its 90th year of dishing out great food and supporting NC athletics (especially baseball). Lee and Dick Gliarmis were so supportive and generous, giving us a great lunch and a T-shirt. We felt honored just to be at an institution like Dick’s. It ranks right up there with the many rich historical sites in Wilson. Others at the restaurant also expressed their interest and support of my trek. Met a fellow supporter of the American Heart Association, 7-year-old Stella Borders, who recently jump roped 130 without a miss to raise funds in a “Jump Rope for Heart” event at Vinson Bynum Elementary School. Nice to see others promoting heart health through exercise. And wonderful to have friends like Marilyn, Norm, Vickie, Lafonia, Lee, Dick and Stella. Despite cold nights, Wilson has been a special stop.
To see more pictures and commentary about my walk go to my Facebook page, Heart Trek USA.