America’s Backbone

The morning was grey, sunlight struggling to poke through the cloud coverage of a grey winter day. He paused, a long sigh.  “It’s just…people around here, they’re pissed off,” he said.  Around here, in this case, was a series of small towns in rural Georgia and South Carolina. Spending several Read more

Being A Woman On The Road

The fact that I’m traveling alone comes up often. Nearly immediately, the fact that I’m a woman traveling alone closely follows.  Cue: wide-eyed faces with lips tightened, an attempt to conceal a wave of opinions. Immediately, there is interest, curiosity, or sometimes envy. A shadow follows, apprehension and dismay.  Aren’t Read more