Adventures and events.
A Yankee from New Hampshire I found myself on the road from California going east to New Orleans for Mardi Gras. Hitch-hiking. I never carried a pack but had a big heavy military WW2 pea-coat, (a long navy coat), with all the necessaries inside. There were about 20 of us on some entrance to Interstate …
“I’ve been hungry all my life”. Nothing allows one to enjoy food more than being really hungry. I recall many meals as fond memories and moments. Like the time I, a New Englander, found myself out in cow country. I shared a bunkhouse with two home-boys from Jersey. We had a neighbor down the road …
I had an old guitar, nylon stringed, no case, that I had picked up in Seattle and I came into Northern California. I was eventually going to make it to Berkeley and San Francisco when I decided, instead of the coastal route, to take a hike down through Lake and Napa Counties, or “wine country” …
