Saturday, November 24, 2007
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Not much to report this day. It's good to get back underway on my southward bound trek to get south of old man winter.
Night camp: Wal-Mart parking lot in Pikeville KY
Our Past is Written Deep
We do not destroy this past of ours; it is indestructible. We carry it with us; its record is written deep in our lives. We only refuse to acknowledge it as our true past and try to make it an alien thing - something that did not happen to our real selves.... But this unremembered past endures.... Our buried past is mighty; the ghosts of our father and of the selves that we have been haunt our days and nights though we refuse to acknowledge their presence.
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