AIRBORNE!

After getting to uncle johnies hostel I linked up with the Cleveland cop brothers I met the day before. We all took the shuttle to dinner then they left me behind. I am forgetable. After taking a shower and watching broken leaves fall out of almost every crevice, I washed my clothes and settled into another creepy bed.

The guy in the next bunk still wears his USMC hat with his rank sewn on the top snored so violently that I thought someone was killing him slowly. In the morning he packed his supplies that he bought with food stamps and wondered if he should send some home for his kids. A trail angel named 3 piece picked me up out of kindness and drove me 2 hours to a hotel. He shared his world views and I shared my fledgling faith. So many young people are so lost and have no idea where to turn.