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Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Sunrise to Canton Road Trip Report #1

A road trip of 3,000 miles starts with the first coffee at my local.
Apologies to the regular readers of the Not Now Silly Newsroom for no updates. It's been a hectic trip so far.

I left on the 3rd Annual Sunrise to Canton Road Trip for Research 8 days ago and I've not checked in here, tho' my facebook profile's been full of it.

The northern leg of the trip was not without its challenges. The first problem I encountered was a leak somewhere in the air conditioning drainage system. While the A/C worked fine, the passenger side of the Buick POS started to fill up with water. The carpeting was soaked and I decided to run without the air in order to let it dry. But, it was hot. Real hot. Hot enough that I had to turn on the air again.

The next problem was all on me. I somehow miscalculated things and arrived a day early in Ohio. I called my friend -- who was part of the 2nd Annual Sunrise to Canton Road Trip for Research -- that I was supposed to meet in Centerville ("A real nice place to raise your kids up.") to tell her I was 2 hours away. Considering she wasn't expecting me until Thursday, she was quite surprised. Luckily her schedule was flexible and we met at an Asian restaurant for lunch.

However, that meant I was still a day ahead of schedule and my next visit in Columbus couldn't happen until Thursday afternoon, just because. Considering I had already driven some 1,200 miles and 20 hours, kipping in the car for 4 hours in northern Georgia, I was totally bagged and needed to sleep. So, I found an inexpensive Days Inn in Dayton to spend the night.

Funny story: Because the car also has a security issue I decided I had to take everything into my room. It took 3 trips and it was very hot. When it was done I fell on the bed exhausted and took off my shoes and put my feet into a giant wet spot on the carpet immediately beneath the air conditioner. This was the exact same problem I was having in the car.

The view from my room. Look, there's Pop's Diner!
They were great about giving me a new room, but the new room was on the other side of the building AND on the 2nd floor. So, I loaded up the car, drove to the other side of the building, and lugged all my crap up to the second floor. By the time I was finished I just went to bed, even tho' it was only about 6PM. I was spent.

The next day I met up with a friend in Columbus, Ohio, I've known online for many years and who was a stop on the original Sunrise to Canton Road Trip for Research. Only a family emergency kept us from meeting again last year.

Then, Detroit the following day. I've been doing some deep research on a number of topics. I have been given entree to a world that few people get to see from the inside. This will become a long Not Now Silly Investigative Report, which I've already started writing. Hopefully, I can finish it before I get home, but you never know.

Additionally, I've been researching the National Shrine of the Little Flower, which will be my next post, and the Viola Liuzzo Playground and Homestead for another article. I've already been in touch with her daughter Mary and hope to get a phone interview with her while I'm here.

Tonight I'm going to a Drum Circle in Detroit at the corner of 7 Mile Road and Woodward. I can't even imagine something like his happening right there. Just this week:
[I]n Detroit, a task force of federal, state and local police agencies executed a dozen search warrants and made two arrests along a two-mile stretch of Woodward and nearby streets, from McNichols north to 8 Mile, Detroit police said. The agents targeted homes, a gas station and other sites where police said suburban heroin buyers had been driving up to buy heroin almost as easily as making a run for coffee.
A drum circle right in the middle of that? I'm so there!!!