The day began with a wake up call from a lion in the zoo at the hotel where we stayed. It was likely feeding time and his or her voice was stunning!
The next choice was made to visit the Flight 93 National Monument. It was an important decision for John and myself. John's sister was insistent that we visit the memorial. I felt compelled to visit as well and we drove out to the site and I was overwhelmed with the energy that surrounded this sacred place.
We met a couple at the entrance and it was John, of course, who initiated a conversation. They were an older couple who had been married for forty seven years. They snapped a photo of me and John and then agreed to let me snap a photo of them with my novel. It was a moment to be honored. Dan is a Navy veteran and Laura was by his side. They met in San Francisco, CA (where The Song is based) and now live in the Cleveland, Ohio area. What a beautiful morning treat this was for all of us.
Then we were off heading to our next stop. We passed through Ohio on our way to Mt Carmel and easily took a slight detour into West Virginia for some vegetarian food in West Virginia. Yes there is healthy food in that part of the country.
When we actually realized that we needed to secure a hotel for the night, thanks to John's attention to such details (and my lack of said details), we found ourselves traveling back up to Pennsylvania and then across Ohio and over through Indiana.
We were running late but there is always time to stop and read. We pulled into a rest stop to do another reading... Indiana is quite unusual.
It was time to get our butts to our hotel and we pushed hard over the next unknown hundreds of miles, but not before I stopped to realize that John had pointed out something I missed. The Song's main theme was indeed a song named: