The Kentucky Hilton!

Well, here is the Bunny at his hotel room for the night....an abandoned farmhouse somewhere in rural Kentucky. I am looking at his shoes, hoping that the ones I ordered for him will indeed get there in time. Supposedly they are guaranteed for tomorrow. I believe they will be there. I know the ones he has on here are pretty shot, falling apart. They were good enough shoes, but the miles and constant soaking has shredded them. As someone who works on their feet, I want him to be well shod for this run. I pray they arrive on time. I was touched by a post today that Jed made. I have told you of the really discouraging things he has faced in his run, and of the good things also. The pit bulls, the harassing policemen and their dogs, but also of the kind and generous firemen in Virginia, the laughs he has had along the way. Today's post was another vote for the basic goodness and trust of still many in this harsh world. Jed posted that he came across a man named Francis Whitfield. Mr. Whitfield opened his wallet and gave Jed 20 dollars to support the charity Jed is running for. He never met Jed, hadn't a clue who he was, but gave him the money and said good luck and God bless. Later, he received another 20 from a Maggie Love. Same thing....they didn't know of Jed, just wanted to help. A little further on, Jed met a unicyclist along the trail. They HAD heard of each other, and the cyclist carried Jed's pack for a few miles so Jed could run awhile without it. If you've ever carried a weight for a time, you can appreciate how much that meant. Jed is right....he will see both the good and the bad that is America. I thank God that today, concidentally the Sabbath, Jed found the good that is still everywhere in her. To all you that have lent a hand, shared a smile, a meal, an encouraging word, and to all those who have sacrificed a few dollars or many dollars, I thank you. If evil prevails when good men do nothing,...... then good prevails when we, as a nation, as a friend or just a stranger do something good. It matters not the size of our deed, it just matters that we do. Mr. Whitfield, Ms. Maggie Love, firefighters, cyclists.....all of you out there....God Bless You and keep you for your generousity.