Joining us on north I-71 are crowds of students fleeing the city for the weekend. As we leave the freeway and turn west, dense foliage bursting with late summer green gives way to glistening soybeans.
Breathing deeply the exuberance of August, we will follow Team Poston to the End of the Road. Literally, as our road ends on the peninsula which juts its alligator mouth into north Alum Creek Lake.
We walk down the trail to the lake. A remote worker in his home office holds a cell phone in one hand and a fishing pole in the other.
Back at Ground Zero, Team Poston doesn’t waste our time. Their hint lets us know, if you don’t see it, it’s gone. We see it. We’re grateful.
Even the End of the Road needs a guardrail. And this is a lesson worth finding.
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