If you head over to Hugh Roberts you will find a gem of a post written by his guest Paul Ariss. It recounts his physical and emotional journey to fulfill a promise to himself years earlier to visit the Grand Canyon. and whilst that was a stunning moment, it was the revelations that it revealed to him that were equally momentous.. Paul is a singer/songrwriter and relatively new to blogging and sounds like another terrific blogger to follow.. Thanks Hugh for sharing.
I’m delighted to introduce Paul Ariss to my blog. Paul is a songwriter, screenwriter and new to blogging.
Paul shares a true story about travel which gave me goosebumps when I read it because I knew exactly what he was experiencing.
Over to you, Paul.
In the early evening of Wednesday, 28thOctober 1987 I walked into a bar in rain-soddenFlagstaff, Arizonawith Randy Jones, a two-tour Vietnam vet.
I’d met Randy hours earlier that day, just minutes after midnight in Albuquerque bus station.
Randy was a mad-eyed but good-hearted individual who happened to be stopping off in Flagstaff himself on the way west to an altogether different destination. Randy and I were polar opposites.
Probably fifteen years older but with a lifetime more living, Randy had fought the Vietnamese in theMekong Deltaand had spent…
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