![]() ![]() I look forward to hearing from him again. He has already written to me, and I can see that he will one day write that book, as his wrote entertainingly, articulately. ![]() Or maybe it's because he is a nomad, one who, by his own report, has been on the road for at least a couple of years, his 90-pound pack on his back, his face reddened by exposure to the weather. At least, that's who I attribute such an attitude to. He must have had a good mother to make him as comfortable as he seemed. I was impressed by him, especially by his openness and willingness to engage in conversation with what, to him, was an elderly woman. We started talking, exchanged a couple of tales of our own personal adventures and decided to become penpals via email. He came into the library where I was a patron, asked the desk to use the computer and managed to get a guest card so he could do that. I watched this documentary because today I chanced upon a young man who is a genuine modern American nomad. ![]()
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