|The tricky part of a cross-country journey is that ultimately, you have to put in the miles, long miles, across flat fields that seem to go on forever. This was one of those days, We left Williamsburg by 9:00am. Ten hours of driving broken up only by a lovely visit with Mary and Mark Andrews in Omaha. Mary is one of the kindest people I have ever known and one of the most spiritually centered too. She knows what she believes and has always lived absolutely by those values. When we worked together near Monterey, she cooked for men with AIDS and took a bus regularly to visit a woman prisoner in Atascadero State Prison. She left California ten years or so ago returning to her Midwestern roots with her husband and newly adopted son. She had told me that the transition from California to Nebraska had not been easy, so it was great to see her content and blooming in her new surroundings and to finally meet Joshua, her brilliant and engaging son. Then it was more miles singing Michael Jackson tunes thanks to Sam, a late dinner in a real diner and another late night check-in. MORE MILES TOMORROW.