We’re visiting friends in Denver, PA. So after dinner, Glenn and I went on a late evening walk. We were just completing the walk, when a gal that lived down the street pulled into her driveway driving a convertible red Miata. Before she pulled all the way into the garage, I yelled from across the street “oh, boy, I sure would love to ride in a convertible” to which she replied “want to go?” I didn’t have to think twice. Immediately I handed my phone to Glenn to take a photo of me grinning from ear to
ear.
In the quick 20 minute ride through the Amish country side, I learned that [she] is a special ed teacher in high school. Her husband is a retired high school psychologist. She was impressed that Glenn and I were on a 4 week road trip visiting missionaries that are retired. I then learned that her husband two years ago was hit from behind as he was riding his bicycle. He is an avid rider. He broke his neck, scraped up his face and arms. [She] doesn’t understand how her husband was still alive. I told [her] about Glenn’s personal bicycle trip in 1976 to Colombia South America and then Neil’s trip in 2019. I quickly told Lynn about the Listening Road on YouTube.
I expressed to Lynn that there’s a reason why her husband was not killed nor had any life threatening conditions.
I told Lynn that we were traveling, but she could always reach out to Jonathan who we were staying with.