Back across the bridge to nowhere, I went, hoping to see a sign for Hamilton Rd. No sign. (A GPS might help me here.) I pulled into a convenience store at about 10:30 P.M. Luckily two Police Officers pulled up right beside me. A 6’10’, black officer got out of the squad car, holding a few bucks in his hand. I stopped him in his tracks,
“Excuse me officer, could you please help me with some directions?” "I love giving directions. Where do you want to go?”
I showed him the map, “See Route 514 from New Brunswick to Ringoes. How do I get on this road?”
“Go about 5 miles straight down the road you’re on, until you come to an EXXON station on the right. Then turn left onto Victoria, and go straight to Hamilton Road. Turn Left onto Hamilton, and Hamilton will turn into Amwell Road.”
“Thanks! It all makes sense now.” I said.
He responded, “I told you I really like to give direction.” Then he walked into the store, with the cash in hand.
When I got to the EXXON Station, I turned left. I am on my way. Stop! There was no sign saying Victoria. Now, my Gas Light for Empty, came on. Back down the unnamed road to EXXON, for gas.
A man from, another world, came over to my Tacoma Truck. I told him, “Fill up at $3.51 a gallon.” (May 12, 2008)
Then I made the mistake of asking him, as I pointed, “Is that Victoria? (Perhaps real VICTORY, I thought) I am looking for Route 514 West.”
He said, “Hamilton Road is Route 514, it is in same direction as this road. Turn left next, then when at Hamilton, turn right.”
Perhaps that, tall, black, efficient police officer made a mistake. So off I went following the direction given to me by the man at the gas pump. After all he works right here. Yes, there was a sign for Hamilton Road, and I turned right, but soon noticed the next road sign said, Route 514 East. Turn around again!
Finally Hamilton Road did turn into Amwell Road. Glory Be, there was a road sign, Route 514 West. I must be on the right road, finally. My cell phone sound told me that I got a new text message. “I’m going to bed, turn all the lights out, Mike.”
My arrival at Farmhouseruins was 11:45 P.M. I could have actually made it to Washington D.C. in the same amount of time it took me to go from New Brunswick to Ringoes, N.J. (8:30 P.M. to 11:45 P.M.)
Never give up Hillary! The working poor know that you are there for them, and we need your Voice. Obama may be able to give a good speech. Will his direction get us to where we want to go?
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