Catching up to myself

You know, this is a lot harder to use than I thought. When I first decided to do this, our computer was broken, so by the time I got it fixed,I had some "catch up" to do on this blog. I missed telling you a couple funny things. Well, I thought they were funny anyway...I did get a call from Jed in a little town in Virginia shortly after he started the run...maybe a week in. He came up on a little place where there were a few older men sitting around talking. Now you have to understand that Jed is super friendly and will strike up a conversation with people. He did just that, and in short order was asked what he was doing. (I think it may have had something to do with his appearance, or perhaps his current cologne.....phew!) At any rate, he explained that he was running across the country. The questions and advice followed: "Whall where ya come frum boy?" Of course the answer followed, then "Whall where ya runnin to?" The reply...."Oregon."
"Whall Lordy boy you ain't never goin to make it that fer. Tell ya whut. Thur's a nice new McDonald's jist opened up down the street. Why don't cha jist git cha a job down neer and find ya a little gal and settle down?"

That just tickled Jed pink. When he was in high school he worked at a little restaurant in the town we lived in. It was called Clem's Cafe. He waited tables and later washed dishes, and short order cooked. In Clem's, there was a large table on one side that had a carved wood sign hanging above it that said...."Liar's Table"

These old boys reminded Jed of some of the fellows that he was very fond of at Clem's who were regulars at that table. I remembered picking him up from work one day and one of those fellas was waving goodbye to him. I asked "Who was that?" His answer? "Roast beef, green beans, mashed potatoes and banana creme pie." "What?" I asked. "Well that's what he always orders. I don't know his name, but he has the same thing every week."
Jed had a lot of friends there. People just seem to like him. He's fun to be around. He wore a suit, white shirt, tie, dress shoes, etc. when he waited tables in that little diner. It was the one people from the local senior apartments could walk to, and the place was always filled with little old ladies. They loved him! He schmoozed them, told them they were the prettiest girls in town...
Not for tips. They were broke, he knew that. But when they came to his table, they were Queen for a day. And they loved the suit and tie.
So this little town in Virginia...? He had a blast going through there. Really got a kick out of the little old guys and their sage advice for him.