Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Because I was taking a bus up north didn't mean I was taking a break, as soon as I was dropped off at the bus station I went to work giving out buttons and fliers as I explained what I was doing to anyone that would give me moment of their time, the struggle never seizes for me. As long as I have brotha's and sista's locked in cages waiting to be murdered, I will not seize.
On a daily basis I find it amazing that I continuously find myself talking to people that don't agree with capital punishment. Now I know there are cold heartless people that do agree with this barbaric act but I feel that the majority of Americans don't not agree. Now the media states that we are divided by 60% pro and 40% against. I believe these polls are most likely taken in areas that consist of those people I never see, those people that get the tax breaks, those people that live in areas where the police actually server and protect, not where they prey on human beings. I believe if these polls were taken where common folk live and in the ghettos across America a different story would be told. I believe just like in the days of the civil rights movement where they held voter registrations in poor areas, we need to hold death penalty opponent registrations. I think that many people that may be against the death penalty remain silent out of fear. Now if they witness large numbers of death penalty opponents gathering together in unity their fear will subside. Death penalty opponents are about life and love, compassion and reconciliation how can this not attract people. They just need to see us out in numbers. Most importantly politicians need to see us out in numbers. Politicians are attracted to large organized groups of registered voters. Not only this politicians that agree with death penalty opponents would feel more confident to step up and speak out knowing they would be backed by the people. Uniting out on the streets of America is the only way we will counter the effects of the fear the media instills in Americans. I also believe that believe that by uniting in such way in solidarity would also cause a ripple effect that would also see a drop in violent crimes. Young men and women across America that feel abandoned would surly be attracted by such a powerful unification of the people.
After boarding onto my bus I quickly set up my lap top and got to work tackling my never ending e-mails. It is amazing just how many people around the world have been responding to the walk 4 life. I pray that this momentum does not slow down till we see victory.
From Raleigh, North Carolina our first stop was at a Burger King. This was about two hours after hitting the open road. We were allowed 20 minutes to get something to eat and use the rest rooms, smoke and stretch our legs. I used this time to reach more people. At times I feel like I am on the campaign trail running for president. Yes I pet dogs and kiss babies too. If allowed I'd pin a Don't Kill For Me button on a babies diaper. We have to get them young before they are programed to believe it's ok to kill in the name of justice.
Not more than ten minutes after pulling out of the rest stop the bus had a blow out. Let me tell you people were not happy at all. It wasn't so much that we had a blow out, it was the fact that the tire was really bald. We could not understand how this tire made it passed inspection. It was a retreaded tire. The way our economy is everyone is trying to cut corners to save money. I don't think buses should be allowed to use retreaded tires especially after being told by the bus driver that if it had been a front tire we most likely would have flipped over. I stood there in shock when he told me and a few other passengers that a front tire blow out makes buses flip. Amtrak was looking pretty good at that moment.
We were paid a little visit by state troopers as we waited for a repair truck to come out and fix the flat tire. This set us back about 2 hours I was not happy at all; none of the passengers were happy.
After the tire was fixed we reached Richmond Virgina where we were asked to get off of the bus. We were given little information as to where to go. I chose this particular bus because there were to be no changes. Well because of the flat we were made to not only change buses, we had to wait some three hours. I felt like I was flying AA. Anyway at the Richmond station I noticed a large number of prisoners waiting for buses on their home. How do I know they were prisoners? Because I was one of them at one time. The state clothes given to prisoners are easy to recognize. As I watched them walk around confused I wondered how many of them would make it in the free world knowing they were released with nothing. When I say nothing I mean no money, no job and no education or rehabilitation. I prayed for them.
I walked around and spoke to a number of people again receiving nothing but positive reactions. Keep in mind I was amongst the poor here. I don't think people of wealth ride the bus. They may leave their driving to others but it's most likely chauffeurs. Anyway three hours later I was on my way once again back up north.
The flat tire got me to New York City about three and a half hours later than I had expected. But after all was said and done it felt good to be home even if it was only for one day.
This woman no matter what I put her put her through, no matter what I did where I went where I was sent what I said or stood for loved me, prayed non-stop for me and never gave up hope in me. She always believed in me no matter what. No one stood by me as my moms did. My sis was a close second but ma dukes was one of if not the reason why I am still alive and here today. Her prayers and faith is what I believe protected me through years on the streets in some of the roughest spots known. Through 4 prison riots, 2 prison gang wars and only God knows how many fights at least 100, not including police and corrections officers beatings never being fatally wounded.
My moms prayers came true when my eyes finally opened and I started to wake up from the deep sleep I was in. When I finally broke the devil's yoke from around my throat yes my mothers prayers were answered. Took over 25 years but they were answered, make note of that, 25 years. Makes me think of Nelson Mandela. His prayers were answered after 27 years in prison. Incredible man.
I began drawing strength from my moms from the first hug believe that. I woke up pretty early and she was already up cooking. I lost about 13 pounds on the first leg of this walk. I ate plenty but walking 30 to 40 miles a day just burns off fat like nothing. I knew I would gain at least 10 of it back before leaving North Carolina. Anyway I had a lot to do this day, so I ate and then hit the road.
I was just putting miles in seeing I was not near my route. I was preparing for my trip to the Bronx which was important to me. I just walked along rural NC roads, praying and reflecting on the days past. I grew stronger with every step as I re-set my focus. I don't know how many miles I walked this day but what I do remember is noticing my main cell phone was off. I quickly turned it on and it began to vibrate like crazy letting me know I had mail. The first message I read nearly stopped my breathing; the supreme court had went insane.
I was trying to reach Texas before the supreme court made their decision on the constitutionality of capital punishment, but it came down sooner than I had expected. It shouldn't have come as a surprise but it did. I had hope what can I say. I didn't lose hope though for I know in life anything that is worth something does not, and will not come easy.
After reading this e-mail I turned around and headed back to my moms house. I wanted to tell all those following the walk not to lose hope, not to give up. I wasn't sure how I was going to do it, but my gears were turning. By the time I reached the house some 3 hours later it came to me, film an emergency blog and ask my man Big Mike to get it on the Internet as fast as possible. Big Mike has a BIG heart let me tell you. He said not a problem just get them to me, I did just that.
I filmed the blogs and edited them. I was having two problems getting them to Mike, slow connection and my moms kept feeding me. I finally got them to Big Mike and sure enough they were up and running in no time at all, he is a good brother. There's a lot to this decision I won't get into right now, like all my blogs this is just an outline of my day. I will detail every single day when I have time after the walk so please keep it locked here. Trust me every single day is being tattooed on my brain. I will never forget for each day has had it's incredible moments, special moments and I will share every one of them. I just don't type fast enough to detail everyday as I go along.
I spent most of the rest of this day getting ready to leave for New York. I wanted to fly but it cost way to much. The train was to expensive as well so I arranged to take Greyhound. I did some work and got some rest knowing this trip was going to be demanding.
On this day I walked and worked 4 Teresa Lewis - Virginia death row
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
On this day I walked 4 George Skatzes Ohio Death Row.
Friday, April 18, 2008
I took advantage of the time I had and caught up on the video blogs, contacted press, wrote some and prayed a whole lot. I held tight to my faith. I wasn't going to let anything shake my faith.
By the time I was near passing out I still hadn't made a connection with anyone so I did what I was trying to avoid at all costs; I called and reserved for a car service to pick me up early and drive me and my gear ahead into NC. With that done I tried to get some sleep.
As I lay there trying to sleep I thought of all the brothers I left behind when I got out of prison as I often do. Most won't be coming home anytime soon, some will never come home. I also thought about all the brothers and sisters on the row. It drives me crazy how prisoners are treated worst then animals in prison, I'm not exaggerating. Here in America they capture wild animals and keep them captive in environments close to their natural habitats. It's all artificial but they try to make it as close to the real thing as possible. For prisoners it's the complete opposite. They literally go out of their way to make your life a living hell. People for some reason think that prison should be a place of torment when nowhere does it say in the law books that prisoners are to be subjected to less the human conditions. Hell being removed from existence, from your family, your spouse is a punishment nobody will understand till they themselves live through it. To make matters worse, most guards take it upon themselves to make your time behind bars 100 times worse than it already is. Some guards are extremely cruel, making some prisoners lash out violently. I believe this is exactly what they want because then they don't feel so guilty keeping their own brothers and sisters in cages.
The dehumanization one goes through in prison to me is torture, there is no other way to put it. Having the name your parents gave to you taken away like the slaves back in the day was something I had a big problem with. I did time in the hole (Solitary) many times for refusing to answer to 305375. They tried beating it into my brain. This is just one of many factors in the dehumanization process. This is what the prisoner dedications is all about. For a day I bring their name out, their picture if I can. I want everyone to know these are humans the state are killing; not numbers, not monsters but sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, grandfathers and grandmothers. Many people will say well they are getting what they deserve. Let me tell you, if we all got what we deserved, there would be no one left walking this planet. I think it's time we all stop pointing our fingers and start taking social responsibility, but that's just me talking. I myself made a lot of wrong choices in life, but in truth I didn't have many options at the time. It takes a village to raise a child.
Meeting with high school students involved in future leaders program in Maryland. Each one teach one!
On this day, I walked for Woody Wilson - CA death row
Michael Morales - CA death row.
Before Annette reached me I had somehow made a wrong turn walking about 2 miles out of my way. I was walking at traffic so Annette could see me so I could read the sign's. I got off the road an slipped into an Exxon station and called Annette to pick me up there. While I was waiting I had a great talk with the woman working behind the counter who agreed with me 100% on the death penalty issue. She was great peoples, she fed a soldier a sandwich and coffee on the house. Bless her. I gave her a Stop Execution button and moved on.
Annette found me and we sure enough went and got my stuff from my hotel room. She was joined by her son Jeffery and his step grandma. Small army put we packed a lot of power.
We first drove some 40-50 miles and found me my next hotel in Danville, VA I couldn't find support out in these neck of the woods. Anyway after I checked in and dropped of my stuff, we hit the road.
I had about 15 miles already giving myself credit for the miles I strayed off, now Annette's son Jeffery was ready to walk the next 10 with me. Jeffery is 17 a high school student. He wants to be a professional wrestler. I think that is fantastic. He is young and already working hard towards his dream. I hope I get free tickets when he makes the big times, cause I have no doubt he will get there, just like he got to the end of 10 miles up 2 huge hills.
It was great walking with Jeffery, he talked non-stop even when he was out of breath. He was funny and just had great energy. After like 2 miles we came up to a hill. Not steep but hella-long, about 3 miles. I thought I was going to lose Jeffery a couple of times but for the most part he did not slow me down at all. He kept up the pace jogging at times to catch up. Just as we reached the 10 mile mark, we hit hill number 2. Not as steep as the first, but to us it looked like mount Everest. Jeffery was running out of gas, but he didn't stop till I said it was 10 miles. After that, it was hard to get him up to even get in the car. 10 miles at 3.5 miles an hour is serious, up hill is insane. Jeffery Blankenship. A true soldier fighting on the front lines of the struggle.
I have to mention that Jeffery's grandma and Annette were doing roadside. At one point they stopped to give us water. We were paid a visit by 3 sheriff's cars along the road side. This was classic. As the first officer arrived he pulled right up to me in the shoulder. I was holding a sign END The Death Penalty NOW. It was like right in his face. He got out of the car smiling along with his posse. I paid them compliments, their hats that is. They wore wide brim hats that could keep 5 people out of the rain. Anyway they stopped smiling when I explained what I was walking for. They said just stay out of every ones way. I was like ahhh ok. I have nothing bad to say. They ran Annette's plate, checked her license and drove off one at a time.
The last of our friends leaving the scene. Virginia's finest on highway 29-S.
After our little pow-wow grandma and Jeffery took over on the roadside and Annette walked the next trek with me. The road was busier reaching into Danville, VA so we walked with signs. Hundreds seen our opinion. We walked and talked and kept up the pace without problem.
The day went well, they always do when I am joined by other soldiers willing to make that sacrifice. I am so grateful for the Blankenship family. After a number of miles we took some photo's as we spread the word, bid our goodbyes and I walked the last 10 or so miles solo, reaching my hotel after sun down. On this day I walked for Carol King - PA - Female on death row.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
The Blue Ridge Mountains, Virginia.
On this 11th Day I walked for Anthony Nealy - In memoriam - executed by TX in 2007
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Illana didn't hesitate to jump in front of the camera with me where she told me she was an activist for as long as she could remember. She then proceeded to present me with a check to help fund the walk. She explained that she wanted to walk with me a bit, but would only be able to for 15 minutes seeing she had a meeting that she needed to attend. Well instead she chose to just go to her meeting to then catch up with me afterwards so that she could spend more than 15 minutes walking with me. She stated this would be if her energy held up. I have to confess, I had no doubt that she would be back. After she took off I began walking.
As I walked along I seen this older gentleman getting his morning paper out of his mailbox, this gave me an idea. See I had been giving out fliers with information on Justin Wolfe's case who is on death row in Virginia, I have done this for a number of prisoners. Anyway, I had a pocket full of fliers and began slipping them into peoples mailboxes, the ones holding the morning paper. I figured I would give the people of Virginia something to really read this morning. I placed them right in their morning papers. After a number of miles and dozens of mailboxes I was surprised by Terri Steinberg once again, she appeared out of nowhere like super woman.
Terri and I began walking and talking. I was telling her about Illana and the check. She asked how much it was for. I hadn't even looked so I reached into my pocket and realized I had lost the check. It fell out of my pocket as I was pulling fliers out. We turned around. This check could have been anywhere seeing I covered a number of miles. We walked back to Terri's car and she proceeded to drive me back a few miles. She then dropped me off and I began walking and searching for the check. It was kind of windy. With each gust of wind doubt tried to enter my mind but I rejected these negative thoughts. I then called on Terri and asked her to drive me up a couple of more miles keeping track so that she could return us where we had stopped and turned around. I then got out and began looking again. After about ten minutes after being dropped off the second time like I was being guided I found the check, yes it was a small miracle. That check could have been blown deep into the woods but there it sat waiting for me to find it. God is good.
We returned to where we stopped and turned around and started walking 4 life once again. After a few miles Illana showed up with a big smile and a hand full sandwiches. For someone that worked all night, then went on to a meeting man she was still beaming with energy. She had no problem keeping up with me as she carried a big sign reading "Execution is not the Solution". I carried the sandwiches in my belly, yea I ate them so fast I didn't taste them till the next day.
The road we walked on was pretty dangerous, there was no shoulder really big trucks flew past us. About three different people stopped and asked if we needed a ride as we tackled this road. I was surprised by this actually people just stopping, yea but it was nice made me realize that there are good people out here, everywhere if you take the time to notice.
After a hand full of miles Terri and Illana had to part. I hated to see them go but in truth I knew they would be with me for the rest of my journey. Angels do walk the earth.
After saying our see you laters I hit the road with Bill Pelke near by doing roadside. Though this road was dangerous the sights where beautiful. I took a lot of pictures as I walked this day, I also prayed a lot as always. When I got to about the 20 mile mark I walked up on Bill who was waiting for me near a 7-11. I took a break here. Bill had told me he spoke to a woman inside 7-11 about what we were doing. I went in and of course added to it explaining in a little more detail. It was great Bill filmed everything after asking if it was ok to do so. I try to enlighten people everywhere I step, this is what it's all about.
On this 10th day I walked for Lee Taylor- Texas Death row.
Monday, April 14, 2008
I was once again joined by Terri Steinberg. Let me tell you this is one amazing woman. The love she has for her son is incredible. How the state of Virginia can so coldly ignore the truth in this case makes me want to take more action than just walking let me tell you. I can so identify with her son Justin's situation. At one point in my life the state wanted to remove me from society so badly they did what ever they felt they needed to do to send me to prison. I sold weed just as Justin did. But to send him to death row is just insane.
For the average citizen Justin's case may be difficult to comprehend, but for me, I know this system all to well. I once trusted our system just as Justin did when he turned himself in to clear his name. What I witnessed was an officer of the law sit on the witness stand and boldly lie. A prosecutor that had a heart colder than any convicted murderer I have ever known. I see the injustice in Justin's case so clearly. I pray with all my might the right person looks into this case and takes serious action. I hope that everyone that reads this looks into this case and gets involved. http://www.justice4justin.net/
This walk is only the beginning for me, I am going to fight till no end. Like Martin Luther King I have a dream. I have a dream to live in a society that respects life. A society that values life, that builds lives up instead of destroying them. Killing is wrong no matter what but how can we expect killing to seize on our streets if our leaders themselves are cold blooded murderers. I have a dream that the people will finally wake up and rise up to be heard. I have a dream that every small town, city and state I walk into I am met by masses protesting this barbaric act.
They say they serve and protect but I see the opposite. They seek and destroy and what makes this even more insane is that people condone this. How can I not believe every word written in the Holy Bible when the story of Jesus continues to play out like re-runs on Nick at night. I have a dream that everyone that reads this will be filled with compassion so much so that they move into action for time is running out.
I walk ignoring all pain for I know if we are not heard right NOW, in a matter of weeks the killing will begin again. If we are not heard NOW, the killing will start again at a rate like we have never seen. The number of state murders will rise faster and higher than gas and food prices. Look at the anguish in Terri's face in the picture above. If you can ignore that I don't know what to say because I can not. For those that think I ignore the victims of murder you do not know me for I am walking for victims and future victims. The streets should be flooded with protest for if you ignore this you may just as well be a part of the madness. Please be a part of my dream and not this American nightmare. Pray for peace. Pray 4 Peace.
This how is Texas cares for our children. They spend billions of dollars on prisons, while 250,000 children in Texas don't even have health care. I have walked alone on many days. I am hoping this changes. We need to be stopping traffic across the country!!!!
I walked 4 Bennie Price on this day.
After seven days of walking this visit is exactly what I needed; it was very empowering for me. I was not just introduced to everyone vigorously fighting against the death penalty I was given important material to use while on my personal quest to educate and enlighten people on the injustices going on here in America. I urge everyone that is against the death penalty to contact the National Coalition to Abolish the Death Penalty and register as an opponent no matter where you are located. Organizing in such a way is exactly what we need. I remember in the fight to abolish the death penalty in New Jersey I would receive e-mails letting me know exactly when to take action and what actions to take. From writing to local news editors, to writing senators. These organized actions is what defeated the death penalty in New Jersey. Even if you are not sure if you are for or against the death penalty contact the National Coalition I am positive they will supply you with information that is accurate and free of charge.
After proper introductions I was met by Bill Pelke of the Journey of Hope From Violence to Healing who would join me on the road for the next few days. Before hitting the streets Bill presented me with two checks to help fund the Walk 4 Life. The first was a donation from The Journey of Hope and the second from Alaskans Against The Death Penalty. I was just about ready to walk across the entire country after this meeting. Being only a couple miles from the Virginia border I was joined by Abe Bonowitz an honor in its self.
The crew at the National Coalition to Abolish the Death Penalty. Thank you all!
Before setting out to cross the Potomac River, Abe presented me with something that without question was one of the biggest honors in my life to date. He loaned me a walking stick for the next few days. This wasn't just an ordinary walking stick, this walking stick had a very significant history.
This walking stick belonged to Sam Reese Sheppard. SAM REESE SHEPPARD is the son of the late Dr. Sam H. Sheppard and Marilyn Reese Sheppard. In 1954, Dr. Sheppard was accused and wrongfully convicted in the brutal murder of his pregnant wife, Marilyn. The Sheppard murder case, now more than 54 years old and never officially closed or properly investigated, is one of the most well known criminal cases of this century. It was the basis for a landmark U.S. Supreme Court decision (Maxwell v. Sheppard), as well as numerous film and television programs, including "The Fugitive."
I had no prior knowledge of Sam Sheppard before meeting Abe Bonowitz. See Sam did some amazing walking himself. I am walking for life, Sam walked for justice. You can learn more about these walks for justice at the following site: http://www.samreesesheppard.org/index.html
I will tell you that walking stick gave me a lot of power. I prayed for Sam non stop as I carried this stick. Thank you Abe, and thank you Sam.
The walking stick that Sam Reese Sheppard used to walk from New Orleans to Boston to promote nonviolence.
Getting ready to cross the Potomac into Virginia with Abe Bonowitz, my comrade, my mentor my friend.
On this 8th day I walked for Mark Scott Thornton.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Here I was joined by Bill Pelke of the Journey of Hope. Bill flew all the way from Alaska to join me for a few days on the walk. He was joined by Abe Bonowitz of the National Coalition to Abolish the Death Penalty, Issac Bonowitz and Beth Wood. I met a lot of great people. The support was amazing.
As the sun started to go down, DJ RBI of WPFW 89.3 FM/Pacifica Radio started to pump up the sounds at the Nyumburu Amphitheater. A host of student emcess and poets came together to perform, support and help spread the word. Performers ranged from high school students to Source Magazines Unsigned Hype Akir Viper/Koch Records. The energy was high, it was just the medication I needed to prepare me for my Journey of Hope.
After party was at WMUC FM 88.1 Beauty and the Beatbox hosted by Cybille Ciel was off the chains. I got to perform a couple songs and then talk about the walk and the cause live on the air and for the 20 or so students that had gathered inside the studio. It was very powerful I am grateful to have had such a positive day for the movement. I was amongst hundreds of people all day and did not meet one pro-death penalty opinion. So why do we still kill our own citizens? It's time to organize people.
This day for me was really important. I wanted to make a big impact on Maryland because they are so close to following New Jersey and doing away with this barbaric act. We need to continue to apply pressure. I urge everyone to contact Abe Bonowitz The Director of Affiliate Support National Coalition to Abolish the Death Penalty on how to register, organize and get involved in the movement.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
I spoke to a room full of kids and parents. I am not some amazing speaker, I just share all the wrong choices I made in life hoping people listen so they won't make the same ones. I did a little accapella and that about it. It meant a lot to me because I came from the projects. My pops did bust his back side to get us up out of there but I ended up back in the projects.
The evening was in remembrance of Martin Luther King. A film based in these times was the main event of the evening. You're going to have to look it up but trust me it's worth it. http://www.pipandzastrow.com/trailer.htm
I was watching the film and little man snuck up to me and said "you did a great job" and then he gave me a little bear hug. I never met him before but let me tell you now I love this kid like a brother. By the end of the evening me and Michael were homeboys without question. I will be returning to spend more time with him. I wanna do all I can to make sure the state of Maryland keeps they hands of him. I love kids so any time I get asked to work with kids I drop everything and I am there. It takes a village to raise a child is my favorite saying because it's so true. If we as a people would stop being so dependant on those that oppress us, imprison us and even kill us and we came together maybe there wouldn't be so many brothers and sisters sitting on death row. We need each other but for some strange reason we have forgotten this.
I have to thank brotha Zastrow who was in the house and of course my brotha Timmy Grins for making this happen. Don't get it twisted this event had everything to do with the Walk 4 Life. I got to tell the 150 some odd peoples there what I was doing. They all seemed to agree with me on the death penalty. There was a lot of love up on Clay street. Enough to gas me up for day six. Word up, I could still feel little mans arms squeezing me. I feel like I was touched by an angel. Yea; I was. Peace love and progress.
Howard Neal - MS death row (on death row for 28 years)
Sammy Capers - CA death row. I walked for these brothas, prayed for these brothas and will continue to do so.
After loading up my gear in his car Malprak finished his day at work and scooped me up. I don't get to see mt brotha as often as I would like to so it was great to him. He was great. He grabbed us some dinner on the way to house. He loaded me up with carbs for the next day and we hung out with some of buddies. We were later joined by my dear friend Sonia who had set up some events for me at the University of Maryland coming up on day 5 of the walk. It was a great evening.
I walked alone but Malprak check on me every couple of hours as did Sonia and a host of others. I just zoned my thoughts on all the prisoners on death row. I know all to well how it feels to be locked in a cage. I prayed non stop for Norman Parker Florida Death row. I also thought of the children I was on my way to meet in Annapolis, Maryland where my good friend Tim, Malprak's brother had set up an event for me. I was determined to reach my destiny. See I needed to get to Annapolis a day earlier than I first planned. I had to walk in double time.
At one point I was walking along route 40 and an older gentleman pulled over and offered me a ride. I told him thank you but I am walking to Texas to bring attention to the death penalty. He said God bless you son and drove off. I then noticed that he pulled over again. I walked up to him and he reached out handing me a ball of money. He said, get yourself something to drink son and God bless you. I was near tears as I said God bless you back and he drove off. I didn't even look at how much he gave me till I got to a little convenience store where I bought a snack and something to drink. It was eleven dollars bless him. Not long after I left that store I came upon a bridge I was not allowed to walk over. I had to get a cab. The cabbie charged me five dollars to cross the bridge and I tipped him a dollar. With the drink and snack I bought, the cab ride and tip it came out to, yea, eleven dollars. God is something else. More later. Peace and God bless.
Norman Parker - Florida Death row. Keep ya head up!
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Total Est. Time: 6 hours, 24 minutes Total Est. Distance: 246.58 miles
1: Start out going EAST on E ST NW toward ELLIPSE RD NW. <0.1 miles
2: Turn SLIGHT RIGHT onto ELLIPSE RD NW. 0.3 miles
3: Turn LEFT to stay on ELLIPSE RD NW. 0.1 miles
4: Turn SLIGHT RIGHT onto CONSTITUTION AVE NW / US-50. 0.4 miles
5: Turn LEFT onto HENRY BACON DR NW. 0.1 miles
6: Turn RIGHT onto LINCOLN MEMORIAL CIR SW. 0.1 miles
7: Stay STRAIGHT to go onto ARLINGTON MEMORIAL BRIDGE. 0.5 miles
8: Enter next roundabout and take 1st exit. 0.2 miles
9: Merge onto US-50 W (Crossing into VIRGINIA). 15.5 miles
10: US-50 W becomes LEE HWY / US-29 S. 5.6 miles
11: Turn LEFT onto OLD CENTREVILLE RD. 0.4 miles
12: Turn LEFT onto CENTREVILLE RD / VA-28 S. Continue to follow VA-28 S. 29.6 miles (Here along VA 28 South)
13: Turn LEFT onto JAMES MADISON HWY / US-15 S / US-29 S. 13.1 miles
14: Take the US-522 / VA-3 ramp toward CULPEPER / FREDERICKSBURG. 0.2 miles
15: Turn LEFT onto US-522 S / VA-3 E / GERMANNA HWY. 0.4 miles
16: Turn RIGHT onto ZACHARY TAYLOR HWY / US-522. 3.4 miles
17: Turn RIGHT onto RAPIDAN RD. 13.1 miles
18: RAPIDAN RD becomes E MAIN ST. 0.8 miles
19: Turn LEFT onto US-15 / S MADISON RD. 0.2 miles
20: Turn LEFT onto US-15 / CAROLINE ST / VA-20. Continue to follow US-15 S. Pass through 1 roundabout. 60.3 miles
21: Turn RIGHT onto US-60 W / JAMES A ANDERSON HWY. 7.7 miles
22: Turn SLIGHT LEFT onto VA-24 / HOWE FLOOD HWY. Continue to follow VA-24. 19.0 miles
23: Stay STRAIGHT to go onto VA-131 / UNION BLVD. 0.2 miles
24: Turn LEFT onto US-460 BR / CONFEDERATE BLVD / VA-131. Continue to follow US-460 BR / CONFEDERATE BLVD. 0.6 miles
25: Turn RIGHT onto N CHURCH ST. 0.5 miles
26: Turn LEFT onto EVERGREEN AVE. 0.2 miles
27: Stay STRAIGHT to go onto EVERGREEN ST. 0.3 miles
28: EVERGREEN ST becomes VA-727. 9.8 miles
29: VA-727 becomes RED HOUSE RD. 0.9 miles
30: Turn RIGHT onto LAWYERS RD. 0.9 miles
31: Turn LEFT onto SUGAR HILL RD. 9.3 miles
32: Turn SLIGHT RIGHT onto WICKLIFFE AVE / VA-40. 3.1 miles
33: Turn RIGHT onto LYNCHBURG AVE / VA-40. <0.1 miles
34: Turn LEFT onto MAIN ST. 0.5 miles
35: Turn LEFT onto LUSARDI DR / US-501 / VA-40. Continue to follow US-501 / VA-40. 1.2 miles
36: Turn RIGHT onto STAGE COACH RD / VA-40. Continue to follow VA-40. 12.6 miles
37: Turn LEFT onto HERMOSA RD. 0.5 miles
38: Turn RIGHT onto WHITE FALL RD. 3.2 miles
39: Turn LEFT onto RICEVILLE RD. 4.0 miles
40: RICEVILLE RD becomes JAVA RD. 5.7 miles
41: JAVA RD becomes SPRING GARDEN RD. 10.2 miles
42: Turn LEFT onto US-29 S. 0.7 miles
43: Turn SLIGHT RIGHT onto US-29 BR S. 8.6 miles
44: Take the US-58-BR W ramp toward MARTINSVILLE. 0.1 miles
45: Merge onto US-58 BR W / RIVERSIDE DR. 0.3 miles
46: End at 3020 Riverside DrDanville, VA 24541-3425, US Total Est. Time: 6 hours, 24 minutesTotal Est. Distance: 246.58 miles