Art FJR
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In college I used to hitchhike everywhere every weekend. This of course was years ago when we hadn't invented weirdo's yet. I went between Montgomery VW (WV Tech) and Radford VA (Radford University). I went out rain or shine, regardless of the temperature. I had 1' x 4' pieces of plywood painted white with the cities between the two destinations painted on the signs in black. I had 3 pieces of wood or 6 potential signs. I only needed 4 cities (Charleston, Princeton, Tech (refers to WV and VA Tech) and Radford) and the other piece (2 sides) was covered with computer paper that I could write something on in the event I got off course.
The signs had a ring that bound them together like a book and I could flip whatever sign I wanted to be visible. And I had a scarf tied to them that acted like a shoulder strap. I had a flourscent light to light the signs at night. I always wore the blue button down collar shirt. I always looked at the driver even at night when I couldn't see them. I was especially good at looking cold, wet, tired or hot although I rarely was.
The distances between cities made it impossible to walk any of the segments, but I was sure that people wanted to see me attempt to walk it. In Princeton WV (intersection of I-77 and 460) there was a lighted spot on the road. There were no other lights for maybe 40 miles. So, when a car was coming I would hold out the signs and walk backwards. When there were no cars, I walked back under the light.
Even mom's would pick me up and say things like I normally don't do this, but you looked Ok. I was picked up by the same people a number of times.
It was always a great adventure although it is different now a days. So, I feel I owe alot of people something.
I am a stopper. I have to give back. I even pick up hitchhikers some times. And I have brought them home and fed them and made them sign systems to speed them on their trip. I stop for people who are broken down and offer help even if the only help I give them is a soda and a car behind them to absorb the errant driver that veers off the road. I will ride someone to get gas and back because it takes a few minutes from my life instead of hours for them. I even drive people home when they lock their keys in the car if it isn't easy to open the car without the keys.
I saw a mom out of gas in an awkward place. No cell phone and she was freeking. It was 2 miles from my house. She kept the doors locked and I said I would get gas and be back. I got my gas for the mowers and added a few gallons. She rolled down the window some and said thanks. And she was down the road. I am Ok with that too.
There are so many weirdo's in the world that I want to be involved so that others realize that the world is basically good. People do care.
And I would stop for any motorcycle that needed help even a Harley.
Art
The signs had a ring that bound them together like a book and I could flip whatever sign I wanted to be visible. And I had a scarf tied to them that acted like a shoulder strap. I had a flourscent light to light the signs at night. I always wore the blue button down collar shirt. I always looked at the driver even at night when I couldn't see them. I was especially good at looking cold, wet, tired or hot although I rarely was.
The distances between cities made it impossible to walk any of the segments, but I was sure that people wanted to see me attempt to walk it. In Princeton WV (intersection of I-77 and 460) there was a lighted spot on the road. There were no other lights for maybe 40 miles. So, when a car was coming I would hold out the signs and walk backwards. When there were no cars, I walked back under the light.
Even mom's would pick me up and say things like I normally don't do this, but you looked Ok. I was picked up by the same people a number of times.
It was always a great adventure although it is different now a days. So, I feel I owe alot of people something.
I am a stopper. I have to give back. I even pick up hitchhikers some times. And I have brought them home and fed them and made them sign systems to speed them on their trip. I stop for people who are broken down and offer help even if the only help I give them is a soda and a car behind them to absorb the errant driver that veers off the road. I will ride someone to get gas and back because it takes a few minutes from my life instead of hours for them. I even drive people home when they lock their keys in the car if it isn't easy to open the car without the keys.
I saw a mom out of gas in an awkward place. No cell phone and she was freeking. It was 2 miles from my house. She kept the doors locked and I said I would get gas and be back. I got my gas for the mowers and added a few gallons. She rolled down the window some and said thanks. And she was down the road. I am Ok with that too.
There are so many weirdo's in the world that I want to be involved so that others realize that the world is basically good. People do care.
And I would stop for any motorcycle that needed help even a Harley.
Art