Umber (53.1 — Ervin’s Story)
October 3, 2012 § 2 Comments
Ervin’s photo spoke to me again.
“I really didn’t know where I was going when I borrowed Uncle Orville’s truck. I found myself driving down the highway, headed north. I noticed the road signs, but let the truck follow its own course. I stopping to fill the gas tank occasionally, and to nap, and after a couple of long days of driving, I parked outside of a small house in a neighborhood in Laramie, and said, ‘Okay truck, now what?'”