Bob was making his way to Lakeland from Tennessee after misreading the map and winding up in Lake City. I said you got a ways to go my friend, told him I too used to ride a bike about, gave him some money on me for the memory of the journey.
Ralph on the right for years was a constant figure on the North Marion Street, walking the three miles daily from his place off Gum Swamp for the free breakfast and lunch from Cleopatra Steele’s soup kitchen. Ralph hasn’t been seen in awhile.
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