TRAVEL - Walking
Across America for
The American History Museum
I went a bit out of our intended path to get to Dumfries, Virginia.
I had taken a
photo of some motorcycles in front the a sign that pointed toward the
town and
wanted to visit. As I got there, I saw this great little coffee house
and stopped by.
I loved this little icecream stand. I couldn't find when it was built
but it seemed to
be from the 50s. These Marines were gathered about one of the tables
and provided
some scale to the place.
Coming into Fredericksburg, just a few miles south of Dumfries, I became
surrounded
by the sight and sound of birds.
This Mallard was swimming about, back and forth, likely hoping I had
bread or
something to toss into the water.
This goose was not about to go into the water. No Fear! He looked at
me for a
moment and went back to eating.
I guess I always think of the West when I hear the word Stagecoach.
This road
was used by the Stagecoaches in days gone by.
Pretty good camoflage! Brown birds and a pile of brush along the side
of a road.
I laughed when I saw this sign. Perhaps this could be used by the
Republicans in Washington. For balance, Fredricksburg does have a
sign that says No Right Turn on Red... so, it would seem,
turning a bit to the left on green is okay...
which seems to be alright,
most Democrats are green, anyway.
Members and Posts of
these organizations have
given us support along
our journey. I hope
this projects serves them
as well as they have served
this nation --
and us while we walk.
The links below can take
you to personal myspace
pages. I hope you will
keep up with what
we are doing, and add
to the project: drop us
a note, suggestions or
comments.
This site follows us as we make our way along America's
roads and highways, but this project is about raising awareness for
a linear museum of American History called: The
Walk.
The project is about one individual and then another:
not one more important than the next, but each a link in the chain we
call "America."
Millions of stories that should never be forgotten, perhaps preventing
some future American from making their mistakes, or leading the next
generation to a brighter future.
Our future is not written in stone. It never was. This
nation was not left to us as a gift. It was left to us as a challenge.
We can do no more. We should do no less.
I hope you enjoy looking
at these pages. Maybe
return to our beginning
and walk with us,
enjoy the things we saw
and maybe laugh at some
of the things we did.
Some suggest we have
lost our minds. Maybe.
May just ask if they
can help us. When I hear
that question, I am forced
to admit, "Many people hope you can."