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After our ride I drove Mark to Ehrhardt, SC where he was to spend the night
in the Ehrhardt Hall B&B. It is a really beautiful place.
On our bike ride we
stopped in Ehrhardt and set it up. It’s right on the route.
We were a comedy
of errors at first. Mark left his helmet and bag with clothes, computer,
toiletries, etc. The worst was leaving his shorts. I loaned him a pair of my
bib shorts but the shorts pulled his landing gear up too high so he let the
bibs hang down instead of over the shoulder acting as suspenders. I’m sure
he bought a new pair in Savannah which is his final destination. He would
ride the next day to Savannah and return to Asheville riding his bike toward
the northwestern rim of SC
and eventually back to Asheville.
Upon arriving in
Bamberg we saw Woody walking and followed him to a garage where his truck
was being worked on. We eventually left Woody’s credit card and rode on
trying to get that ride in. A short while after finishing the bike ride
“Sweet”, as he is known in Bamberg would have Woody’s relic on the road
again.
The weather was
great. The roads were superb. The company was excellent. We stopped in
Ehrhardt and Olar before getting back to Bamberg.
We ate at
the House of Pizza there in Bamberg. As I was walking through the front door
there were Civil War re-enactors exiting. I held the door for them and said,
“Veterans first”. They got a little rise out of that. There were 2 Marines
in the group and we were introduced. As they were leaving, one of the group,
who was not in the service, said, “I want to thank you for going to
Vietnam”. In seconds they were gone and in seconds my eyes were full of
tears. He was the tenth person to say it in my 37 years since
returning from Vietnam.
Since yesterday,
I have wept 5 times or so. For thirty something years everybody, including
me, swept Vietnam and me under the rug. There are a lot of things I
suppress. I’m very good at it. The problem is- there are some things that
cannot be pushed aside. Some things, I know without a doubt, I either deal
with it now or it will compile with others. If you ignore that you are
wounded, your wounds will collect. You will get sick or you break down. A
guy runs into a wall. He seems and acts as though he didn’t. But he did.
After he ran into the wall a hundred times he started acting like he ran
into a wall. Suppressing is compressing.
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