Day 79: Tuesday, September 8, 1981
Home: Marietta to Lansing
Today's notes are being written 32 years after they
occurred. And, given my advanced senility, I of course can't remember
most of the details. Such as whether this really happened on September
8. So I could make up something really outlandish - a slam-bang ending
to my big journey - and nobody would be the wiser.
Naah.
I do remember that Mary and I did not really have
that much in common, and I'm not that much of a conversationalist, so
the trip home was pretty quiet. She lives in a suburb of Cleveland, so
if we made the 700 miles from Atlanta in one day, it would have been a
pretty long trip. Mary drove me to the bus station, I threw my bike on
board, and was home some five hours later. It was a low-key ending to a
rewarding summer adventure. At least Catastrophe (my cat) was glad to
see me.
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