Went to read to the young master a couple weeks before we left Indy for parts unknown (okay, for Pago Pago). I opened up Where the Sidewalk Ends to a random page, and this was what came up. I couldn’t help but think it fortuitous, with all the angst that went before with this move.
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
