This past Saturday, Mom and Dad left Chloe and me – along with the rest of our Gang – at home while they went out for a few hours. A few weeks ago, they had been contacted by a lady who had our books but needed them signed for a charity auction. They planned to meet the lady and sign the books. “Don’t worry about it, Woody,” Mom said. “Your dad and I will take care of meeting the lady and signing the books. You, Chloe, and the rest of the Gang can stay home. We won’t be gone long.”
Mom and Dad met the lady in Harrodsburg – a town about 20 minutes away from our house. When they left Harrodsburg, they took Highway 152 and went to another town in Mercer County – the tiny town of Burgin. “What’s in Burgin?” you ask. The Burgin Dairy Barn – otherwise known as one of Mom and Dad’s favorite places to eat.
Mom and Dad were sitting outside, eating their usual lunch of cheeseburgers, Cajun fries and a vanilla/chocolate swirl ice cream cone when – like always – they struck up a conversation with the guy eating lunch on the bench beside them. Immediately, Mom and Dad realized the guy wasn’t from Kentucky. “How did you know he wasn’t from Kentucky?” I asked, as Mom and Dad told us the story. “Because he had a northeast accent,” Dad explained. Turns out, the man’s name was Jay. Jay is a Certified Public Accountant from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and had an interesting story.
Back in September, Jay and his trusty bicycle boarded a plane to Los Angeles, California where he met up with several of his buddies. He and his friends left LA on September 10th with the goal of riding their bicycle across the United States. Mom and Dad asked where other cyclists were. “Sometimes we ride together, other times we ride at our own pace and meet each other at a designated spot to camp for the night,” he explained. That night, they were all meeting in Berea, Kentucky. Every few days they would stop somewhere and do their laundry. Sometimes they would stay in a hotel, other times they had to sleep at a campground. Part of their trip was on US Bike Route 76 – a bike route that runs from Missouri to Virginia. However, some of their route was on major roads and freeways. Whatever the case, Jay and his buddies were seeing beautiful scenery – and getting lots of exercise too!
Mom asked Jay what his favorite place had been. “Kentucky’s hard to beat,” he responded. “The people are so friendly.” Of course we all agreed!
“It was really tough at first,” Jay told Mom and Dad. “In fact, around the 3rd day I almost packed up and flew home.” He persevered and was now over halfway to his goal. “We should arrive back home in Philly in another month,” he explained.
“We should ride our bikes across the United States,” I suggested to Mom and Dad. “Uh, I don’t think your tricycle could make it that far, Woody,” Dad replied, scratching my ears. He’s probably right, so for now I will just root Jay and his buddies on.
“We learned a lot by talking to Jay,” Mom informed.
“What else did you learn?” Chloe asked.
“Well,” Mom continued, “we were reminded once again that people shouldn’t have their cell phones out when driving since it would be really dangerous for everyone – especially to those riding bicycles or walking, we learned about Bike Route 76, and we learned that it always pays to strike up a conversation with someone and make a new friend.”
So that’s our encouragement to you today. Be careful on the road – whether you are driving, riding or walking, and take the time to meet someone new and make a new friend! And, as always, remember to Work and Dream like a BIG DOG!