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New Hampshire. I really liked you. But take no offense and please trust me when I tell you that the White Mountains are a beautiful wedge nestled between Maine and Vermont. And I will truthfully miss you. But Vermont and I have a covert handshake that only her and I can execute in harmony. Some situations are just meant to be.
My Follow up interview with Shelley Irwin Morning Show in Grand Rapids. Love those people over in Michigan.
The man leaned over to me and with his breath reeking of hard liquor he said in a quiet voice “You are right kid. I can tell you right now that I never litter. And as a matter of fact the only time I ever litter is when I have been drinking and driving and I’ve got a few bottles or cans in the truck. I don’t want the evidence in the car if I get pulled over. But I always place them neatly alongside the road. It’s not like I chuck em out of the window or anything stupid like that”.
I don’t like motels. Especially a mediocre establishment. I am the kind of guy that wants either a five star joint with a stunning view where I can sip wine from a balcony and feel important… or I want some shit hole next to the liquor store where I can make three or four unplanned trips to buy cheap booze, listen to my favorite tunes and get drunk alone.
In my lifetime I have collaborated with and acquired the friendship of many incredible people. Some with fancy MBA’s from schools such as Stanford and Harvard. But when I asked Larry Bisbee (this so called hermit in the Maine woods) what his message to America was he would offer me the finest words of wisdom my ears had ever heard. He said “Take the time to follow your dreams. And don’t be afraid to ask. If you don’t ask you don’t get. Local community is like family. And you can accomplish anything when you work together. It’s as simple as that.” From that point on I was no longer afraid to ask for help. And the people in America would never cease to give.
Here was a man with very little in the way of monetary value dedicating his entire life to helping children in his community. And with this benevolence he anticipated absolutely nothing in return. He was completely content with the satisfied notion that he was responsible for helping somebody in need. And that was more than enough for him. This would be the very foundation and the catalyst for a fresh way of thinking for me. I now understood the “other kind of wealth”. - My thoughts on an encounter with a man from Maine.
These folks in rural Maine probably thought I was some quick witted, white lyin city slicker. After all I did tell them that I lived in Los Angeles. There was a time in my life when I thought that telling people that I lived in Los Angeles was going to make me appear “extra special and or important”. I would go home to my small town in Pennsylvania for the holidays and the words “I live in LA” often rolled off my tongue like I was one cool cat. Early on in this journey I would come to the realization that living in Los Angeles would create no added value to my presence in rural America. The minute you tell a dairy farmer that you live in LA… they lose interest in a heart beat. I would soon learn the art of failing to mention that I had lived in Los Angeles as I rode my bike across America.
#booksnippet - We used to have a program where elementary students would come to visit and one time a teacher had come into our barn and commented on how bad it smelled in front of her students. I thought “how can you teach a kid anything about agriculture when the teachers themselves are standing there carrying on and holding their noses?” - Maine Dairy Farmer
This has been bugging me for a little while now… And sometimes even my favorite people on twitter are guilty of this same act… But if I throw a question and or a comment out into the twittersphere and you respond to me via direct private message in which the rest of the world can not view, respond or interact you are not only limiting the potential of where the conversation could lead but you are also throwing me mixed signals. Either A. You are not confident in your response to make it known publicly in which case you may want to consider another social network or B. It’s high school all over again and you really do want to talk to me… but you are just too cool to sit at my lunch table. Either way just keep it real and join the conversation or simply bite your tongue. This thought is very much inspired by the wonderful people who engage tactfully.
I am not a big fan of laptop stickers. But I thought it was time to support my local brewery @rockartbrewery here is morrisville,vt ! This little brewery.
Now that my cross country bike ride is complete I have decided that it is time to get back into the habit of updating my personal blog as my mind continues to travel. I will be doing that here on Tumblr as I did prior to my journey. You can expect a plethora of eclectic content from thinking out loud, snippets from my book, photos, videos and audio from my journey. I would expect a good bit of random activity as well.You know… things that strike my fancy or displeasure. So check back if you want to see what I am currently wrapping my head around. And feel free to drop me a line and interact. That is the whole point correct?
“Nathan!! damn you! If you are not going to embrace this opportunity and realize what you are about to do is absolutely 110,000 % the most fantastic, wonderful, adventurous and meaningful thing you could possibly imagine… nobody in their right mind will see it that way either. So quit the cry baby crap, finish this shower and get out there and pack your bags”
A little acadian two step will get you rocking in the morning… Just add coffee and analytics!
