On these journeys, my mind was free to go wherever it pleased, and I could breathe easy. Hitting towns and cities within my home state that I'd never been to or heard of was awesome to me. Finding good ole southern hospitality in burger joints no bigger than my living room, was awesome. Stopping into gas stations and general stores to ask directions, just gave me opportunity to meet somebody new; someone I know I'll never see again in my life.
I remember leaving Montgomery one afternoon refusing to get on the interstate. I found a highway going south, and I took it. I don't remember the Highway name or number. I drove until I found an even-numbered highway and headed west. I knew that if I continued west I'd hit Highway 43 at some point. Camden and Marion are two towns that I do remember passing through. This was one of my best country road journeys. Every song I heard on the radio, seemed to have new meaning. This particular Sunday just happened to be the Sunday following the Friday when I gave my life to Christ. After a while of driving, I hit 43, going south. As I passed through my Father's hometown of Mt. Vernon, I stopped at Roper Cemetery. I sat for a while at the feet of my Grandparents, Abe & Ollie. I prayed a bit and chatted with them a bit. The peace, at THAT very moment, was amazing. I walked around a bit to see cousin Kevin, Aunt Ma-Mee, and Nanny Chris. I miss them all so much, but I know they are good where they are. After my visit, I headed on downtown Mobile to complete my run. It was a damn good day! I often miss the country roads.
In 2008, we took a trip to Orlando Florida, via back roads. We did hit the interstate at Cordele, Georgia. There was a town we passed through called Americus, Georgia. Prior to this trip, I had only heard of the place once or twice, but for some reason always wanted to check it out. I just remember passing through this country town, thinking, "I like it!" Small towns are appealing to me. I've never been a big city type of guy. My imagination went several places in the few minutes it took for us to pass through. Vivid is my memory of Americus. Even now, I'd like to just go there for the fun of it, maybe crash some random family's barbecue or something. LOL! I love the country and I love the country roads!
Country Roads are another Home of mine.......