Thursday, September 27, 2007

From the road -- Waiting for the Today show

Hi Y'all!

Yes, it is totally hokey, but Bret and I have been waiting since about 4:30 this morning. We have our Missouri to Manhattan signs and shirts and are ready to talk to Meredith or Al or whomever about the ride and MS (a longshot, but it could happen!).

Two more hours to go. I'll let you know how it goes and will write more later in the morning if anything interesting happens.

Oh, by the way, Bret's mom sent an e-mail to the show, telling them about the trip and suggesting they look for us in the audience. Thanks, Bret's Mom!

Have an awesome morning.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

The biking portion is done!

Hi Y'all!

Bret and I are in for the night. We drove quite a long way from Pennsylvania to New Jersey to make sure we are in New York in time for tomorrow's Today show. Then I biked until I ran out of shoulder. Tomorrow we'll drive to Rockefeller Center and make our last ditch effort to be on the Today show, at least in audience shots. We are working on the signs we will hold right now. Yes, I'll blog from the Today set tomorrow morning, no matter what the result.

All told, the trip breaks down to the following miles:

Distance biked (from the odomoter): 1063.23 miles
Distance driven: 450-460 miles
Total distance traveled: 1513.23 miles

I honestly can't begin to tell you how it feels to essentially be finished with this trip. I'll be thinking about it and will write a bit more on the subject over the next few days, during the drive home. And stay tuned to see how things turn out with tomorrow's Today show (or tune in to NBC and maybe you'll see us).

See ya!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate

www.MissouriToManhattan.com

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Tying Up Some Loose Ends


Hi Y'all!
I'll explain the picture to the left in just a bit. For now, suffice it to say that it represents the most beautiful sight in the world, a true Mecca.
Because of the whole Today show thing I explained yesterday, Bret and I are going to drive toward New York City and I'm going to bike in as far as I safely can (and we are still in the middle of that heat wave -- the temperature should be over 80 all afternopn), then we'll go in the rest of the way. In the end, we will have made a trip of around 1600 miles, and I will have biked close to 1100 of it. Most folks didn't think this was possible. I was talking to Bret last night about some thoughts I have -- is it important that I've ridden pretty far on a bicycle? No, not even a little bit (outside the context of my life).
To me, the important point of this ride continues to be that anyone can do a lot more than they think they can (or, more importantly, more than others think they can). If I can do this ride, then a heck of a lot of folks who think they can't, actually can. And anyone can find ways to be better, to do more than they think they can, or than others think they can.
Okay, enough soapbox. Thanks for indulging me.
The last few days of riding have included some pretty hard-core night riding, and that is pretty much what I wanted to share with you.
Night riding can either be extremely cool or it can be very difficult. It is cool when the terrain is flat (like it was the first night in Ohio). Man, that first night was great, for the most part (until it got very cold, sometime between 2:30 and 4:30 a.m.). It was the flattest portion of the entire journey, so it was safe to go fast and I could cruise along at a pretty good clip.
At one point, when I was getting a little desperate for a stop, I stumbled onto a small local bar called "Bada Bing by the River." As I parked my bike beside the building, the first thing I heard through the wall was "Rock Star," the current top-10 Nickelback hit and the bain of Bret's existance (because every rock station seems to play it every five minutes or so). Inside the bar, I found 20-30 locals, all of whom seemed to know each other, ranging in age from 21 to 60. It was the kind of place I don't get to go to very often. The music was pretty hard-core for the first 20 minutes or so I was there (I stuck around for about an hour), with "Rock Star" being the softest thing I heard; after that, there was "Bad, Bad, Leroy Brown" to Toby Keith. And, of course, they played "Rock Star" a second time in the span of an hour or less, before I left.
Jeez, there were some drunk people at this place. I watched two guys (older) get carried out. Everyone was friendly and I had a few conversations. Mostly, I was struck by the comraderie of the local crowd. It was kind of fun to be on the periphery, if only for a short time. At one point there was a lot of shouting from one end of the bar to the other, "Hey, this guy's riding his bike over a thousand miles!" They said they were glad I was drinking soda, so as to avoid a DWB.
Later, around four in the morning, I found myself at a gas station somewhere in Ohio. I ended up talking to a guy in his 60's who has been trained by the Red Cross to do post-flood cleanup and recovery. He'd just returned from helping in northern Ohio (apparently he goes all over the country). He obviously needed to get some things off his chest and he unloaded a bit about his experiences looking for missing people, post-flood. Just in the last week, he'd found a five-year-old boy wedged in a wall, caught there in the flood. Sorry to be so shocking, but you can imagine how it might feel to hear this story, in pretty graphic detail, at an Ohio gas station at 4:00 in the morning after biking 50 miles or so. People have a need to unload their burdens; for this guy, I was one of the places (perhaps one of many places, perhaps not) where he could do that.
Speaking of gas stations, the picture above -- the most beautiful sight ever -- is of the 24-hour gas station I found at about 2:00 a.m. Tuesday morning, after riding 30 miles in the dark (about five miles before Ebensburg, PA). Let me tell you, there is nothing more beautiful in the world than a 24-hour gas station after that kind of ride. Remember how I said that night-riding on flat territory is pretty cool? Well, night-riding on hilly or mountainous territory is not. Everything is slower -- uphill because that's always slower and downhill because going too fast when you can only see about 15 feet in front of you is not very smart. My entire Monday-Tuesday ride was incredibly hilly and curvy. It was safe, but hard, hard, hard. You may not believe this, but my riding day was roughly 17 hours from the time I started until the time I stopped (including short breaks and meals) and I only made it 62 miles because the terrain was such a killer.
For example, when I pulled into the Sheetz gas station around 2:00 a.m., I told the lady at the counter that I'd just been up the two largest hills I'd ever seen in my life. She asked if I'd come from the West on Highway 22 and I said yes. "Honey, those aren't hills. Those are mountains. Penn and Chicory. Trucks have trouble getting up those things."
One was over a mile up and the other was over two miles. Ugh. And going down was almost as difficult as going up because I had to ride the breaks so hard or I would have been going 50 miles an hour. To reiterate, nightriding is fun when the terrain is flat, otherwise, be ready for a long night.
That's enought writing for now (perhaps too much at once). I'm going to send some fundraising e-mails right now, trying to get some more money in for the MS Society. Then Brett and I will figure out our driving and riding schedule. Tomorrow we'll try to make our appearance at the Today show and then start heading home.
See ya!
- sean
Sean Spence
MS Advocate

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

So many things to report -- here are a few

Hi Y'all!

I'm back with an Internet connection. All kinds of things have happened; I'll talk about some of them now and get to others in the next few days.

First, here's the distance update:

Distance biked (from the odomoter): 1018.59 miles
Distance driven: 255-265 miles
Total traveled: 1273.59 miles

We've ended up having a couple of long stretches of road that just didn't seem safe for me to bike. West Virginia and the beginning of southern Pennsylvania were horrible -- so windy, hilly, and no shoulder for the most part. We're also going to end up driving a big chunk tomorrow because we've had a timing issue arise.

Here's what is going on. Something I haven't talked about very much lately is that my pipe-dream for this trip is to be on Today with co-host Meredith Vieira (whose husband has MS). I've sent several letters, with no response. So plan B is to be on the front row of the outside set and try to get an impromptu interview (we'll have signs and at least try to get a little on-camera time). I know it is all kind of dorky, but can you think of a better way to hilight MS to the nation? Plus, it would be kinda fun.

Anyway, we had the trip scheduled so that we could make it all or part of the way to New York by late Thursday night, and then go to the show set Friday morning. Now, it turns out that Bruce Springsteen will be performing an outdoor concert as part of the show. Yes, it would be cool to be there for that. But when they have a concert, they set up the outdoor set very differently, at it will offer no possibility that we might get a good camera shot or an interview.

So we're cutting a day from the schedule, driving a little more, and making sure to be there so we can try to be on the show Thursday morning. Got it? Silly, but also potentially helpful in meeting our goal of bringing attention to MS (remember, long-shots are a core value of this trip).

That tells you what will happen in the next few days. I'm going to bed right now, but I'll write some more, early in the morning. I'm really looking forward to telling you about my night-riding adventures and a few other things.

Thanks for sticking with us. The trip is about to come to a close, and it has meant a great deal to have so many folks around the country paying attention. Tomorrow, I'll also include some e-mails I've received from others with MS. I hope you'll get as much from them as I have.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Monday, September 24, 2007

From the road -- Stuck in New Alexandria, PA


Hi Y'all!

There is much to report, but minimal Internet access for me has posed a problem (not all of us on this trip can wile away the hours at connected coffee shops).

I do want to report, though, that I'm stuck in New Alexandria, PA. I lost my shoulder a little over a mile back and the traffic is fast and heavy. I walked the bike for the mile, but it kept getting worse. So I've stopped at a place called Skunk Bottom Mud Bog. Not sure what it is, but they have a shady parking lot so, for now, it is officially my favorite place in the world.

Bret should be here in 20 minutes or so. I'll hang out until then, maybe grab some dinner, and then get back on the road. I had a late start and pretty big hills on today's route, so it will be a late night to make sure we get to New York by Thursday night.

See ya!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
http://www.missouritomanhattan.com/
seanspence@earthlink.net
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Day 21: Where's Seton Hall?

I'm at the American Coffee Shop in Greensburg, PA. The map shows Seton Hall University is in town somewhere, but I was unable to find it in my search for Internet access. I saw one sign that pointed me toward Seton Hall, but as I followed the road it became clear it was not leading me to the university. I'm not sure how a university could hide in a town this small, but Seton Hall has done it.

Sean is back to daytime riding, which is a big relief for all of us concerned about his safety. New York seems so close to me, but he seems to think it's still far away. I guess that's difference between biking 1,500 miles and driving it.

Sean deserves all of our support during these last 500 miles, so if you haven't posted before, please leave a comment and let Sean know how much you're inspired by the effort of a nonathletic, not-in-shape man riding his bike for a great cause. The comments we've gotten so far have been great.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

No Internet Access

Hi Y'all!

I have some fun things to report, but can't get on the Internet at our hotel here in Mounds, WV. So I'll backtrack a bit when I write tomorrow.

Tonight I'll be getting on the road about midnight and riding until noon or so, into Pennsylvania and then on to the Big Apple!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
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Day 20: Night Rider...back to disc golf... old business

Sean rode throughout the night without a hitch and with a few fun stories. He's done more than 70 miles along Ohio State Route 7 since he left last night at around 9 p.m. EST. He's been sleeping for about an hour now (he's a heavy sleeper so if you want me to draw anything on his face shoot me an e-mail in the next couple of hours). I would have posted sooner, but I wanted to post a photo I took of Ohio's smallest church and since my computer crashed a couple of months again and I lost iPhoto I've been unable to upload digital photos and trying to download other picture services has been frustrating. My Mac and I don't get along sometimes.

But, back to Sean. We're in the aptly named Moundsville, WV. My cell phone has no signal, but Sean's is fine (but don't call him until 5 p.m. EST because of the sleeping). I scouted the route we plan to take into Pennsylvania and Sean's going to have his first real test of the hills. But the road, 250, looks safe and the bad hills only last for 15 miles before he turns into Pennsylvania and things flatten out for at least a little bit. His spirit is still strong and his night riding strategy is off to a good start.

As for me, I finally got back to some disc golf yesterday. The course was called the Mountwood Monster and it was in a state park somewhere in the West Virginia Hills. The first two holes were everything a disc golfer dreams of with tight shots and huge elevation changes. The remaining holes were decent, but kind of a let down after the glory of the first two holes. They were flat and all required a low, mostly straight shot. Further distracting me were the gravel tees. My driving style requires me to take 5 steps, which I couldn't do without slipping on the tiny pebbles, so I had to play from the grass, which was slick, too. Cement really makes for the best tees. The course was also poorly marked so I never knew where the next hole was, which slowed down my game and prevented me from getting into any sort of rhythm.

I've been meaning to blog about a couple of things the last week but they've slipped my mind when I'm typing. One: long time readers of the blog will recollect Sean trying some PowerGel per my request. Sean bought the banana flavor and found it most displeasing. I told him I'd try one just to be fair. Finally, earlier this week, we found the PowerGel again, but I got the vanilla flavor. It tasted just like cake icing! Sean later tried some vanilla and found it tolerable as well.

Two: Driving through the hills in Kentucky I saw some road sides that said "Fallen Rock." I understood that to mean the rocks had already fallen and were not a threat. I wasn't sure why I needed to know that probably decades ago a few rocks had fallen. Driving through Ohio, though, similar yellow diamond signs read "Falling Rock." This did concern me, as I was unsure if this meant I was going to have to drive on the highway like Han Solo drives through an asteroid belt. The present tense "falling," turned out to be inaccurate, though, as no boulders tumbled my way. Perhaps a sign should read "The threat of falling rocks is ahead" for the sake of accuracy, however, not for the sake brevity.

Three: A couple of restaurants we drove by in Ohio advertised "legal drinks." I wondered if that meant I could get absinthe at other bars. Sean asked a local and he suggested it meant they didn't serve hooch-- aka Moonshine.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

From the road -- Riding since 4:30

Hi Y'all!

We got my headlight battery fully charged last night and I was on the road by a little before 4:30 this morning. Night riding is pretty cool. No traffic. Great temperature. And I don't sleep much, anyway (4-5 hours a night, usually), so it is working out pretty well. Unless some new problem arises, we've solved the "too hot to ride" problem.

Bret dropped me off and went back to the hotel to sleep (he is much smarter than I am). He's being very cool about the whole trip and is doing everything he can to make sure we succeed. He has turned out to be a perfect bike trip partner.

Bret's birthday was the day before yesterday, by the way. He is 24 now, almost able to rent a car with full priveleges. Almost old enough to run for Congress (look out Kenny Hulshof!).

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that we were pulled over this morning because it was so early and we crossed the yellow line a bit. I was all set to fake appendicitis or an in-car bee swarm, but we explained to the officer what we were doing (there were actually three police cars who stopped to check out these two shady characters) and he let us go eithout even checking our ID's. I can't help but wonder what would have happened if we'd been a couple of black kids instead of the two whitest men in America.

My headlight battery has been charging while I've been taking a break. Should be good for another two or three hours, until daylight; so I'll get back on the road now.

Take care!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate

www.MissouriToManhattan.com

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Friday, September 21, 2007

Sean's Day 18 -- A solution

Hi Y'all!

We had to stop riding today at noon because it hit 80 and eventually worked its way up over 90 degrees. Yuck.

We used part of our time off to help solve our problem, though. We found a great bike shop and bought a big set of powerful lights for the bike, as well as a flashing reflector for the back. With these, I should be able to start before it gets light and continue later, making use of the cool early morning and night air. I took the bike for a test run and it works really well. Bret and I have high hopes for what this will allow us to do for the rest of the trip.

We ended up spending the afternoon in Athens, Ohio, a great little college town (for Ohio University, not to be confused with Ohio State University). Lunch was at a bar & grill while we waited for the bike shop to install the lights; then we went to the movies, wandered around for a while, and I ended the evening with a test-run of the bike with the new lights.

Tomorrow I'm going to start riding very early, before first light. I'll let you know how it goes.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

From the road -- Athens, OH

Hi Y'all!

Had a good morning ride today from Jackson to Athens. The temp has hit 80, so we are breaking until evening. We found a great bike shop in Athens and they are outfitting my bike with high-powered headlights and a large flashing red light in the back. We even got a high-powered light for my helmet.

Why? To look even cooler? No. You guessed it, we are going to get serious about night riding. If we want to make it to New York by the end of next week, there is just no other way.

Oh, and we've changed the route, eliminitaing DC to make sure we stay on schedule for the finish.

Will I make it? Will I be recruited by GQ Magazine for their next cycling fashion issue? Keep reading and see.

See ya!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net
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Day 18: Athens, Ohio, home of Ohio University

I'm happy to be back in a college a town where Internet cafes run wild and a request for soy milk is more common than an order for coffee-black. The streets here are all brick and there's that feeling of university-town liberalism here that one experiences on the streets of Columbia, Mo., or Eugene, Ore. I've decided to chill out at the Donkey Cafe for a while -- I like the name. Sean is still traveling along State Route 32, which has a good soldier, but he's about to learn has some more uphill than the previous two days.

Taking the afternoons off has slowed us down, but Sean's right, he has think about his long term safety. There's a chance Sean won't be able to ride again this afternoon, so we may spend some time here in Athens. I would play disc golf, but the description of the course here in town doesn't entice me, and the next closest course is 20 miles away.

Sean should be rolling into Athens sometime between 11:30 and 12:30 (EST) unless he gets a phone call that makes him stop for a while. So stay tuned, if we are here for the afternoon he should get a chance to post thanks to all the wireless in this town.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Sean's Day 17 -- So freaking hot

Hi Y'all!

I have to be honest and tell you that today really was a bit of a bummer. The morning was fun, with a good ride and good weather. Unfortunately, Ohio is having a heat wave -- by noon it was 80 degrees and it got hotter until late in the day, reaching 90 by the end of the day. So no more riding after lunch.

I'm not a complainer, but for those who are following this ride, you should know just how important the heat issue is. I haven't had any problems so far, but it is typical that someone with MS would. And "problems" wouldn't mean that I would just feel sick or something; it would mean that damage, likely permanent to some extent, would be caused to my nervous system. My health is remarkably good, so I try to be sensitive about these things -- with luck, I will be very healthy for a very long time. I'm not going to blow that by riding in a heat wave longer than makes sense.

What does that mean? I'm not really sure, yet. Right now Bret and I are figuring out the best way to proceed. I can tell you one thing for sure. We'll make it to New York either on September 27th, as originally planned, or within a few days after.

As always, we'll keep you posted. See ya!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

From the road -- going to the fair

Hi Y'all!

Bret and I stopped for lunch in Jackson, OH and it turns out they are having a big street fair today (you know, for the Apple Festival). Pretty standard local carnival with rickety rides, impossible games, and crappy-good food.

We managed to make it past the fummel cakes and had a greasy tasty lunch of pulled pork sandwiches and Mountain Dew. Mmmm.

We might stick around in Jackson for a while. I start getting worried about the heat at 80 degrees and we are expecting 89 for the afternoon. We'll see.

Wasn't the post this mornin about Jackie Mitchard's message cool? Hopefully we'll have some more interesting things like that over the final week.

Have an awesome Thursday!

- sean
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A famous visitor to our blog -- Author Jackie Mitchard




Hi Y'all!



Something new I'll be doing in the final days of my ride is posting responses from various folks to some questions I've posed to them (ordinary folks and a celebrity or two). Here are the questions (I'm asking for answers to one or more):

1. Please tell me your MS story.
2. What has MS meant to your life and to those around you?
3. What do you most want people to know about MS and living with the disease?
4. What has helped you cope with MS?

This morning I received a reply from Jackie Mitchard (http://www.jackiemitchard.com/), bestselling author of The Deep End of the Ocean (named by USA Today as one of the ten most influential books of the past 25 years, and the first novel in Oprah's book club). Her e-mail to me was titled "Your effort is so gallant."

Here is Jackie's response:

My best friend from childhood has MS -- was diagnosed nine years ago. For her, the same symptoms lead to a slower conclusion; but she was the model for the character in my 2005 novel, 'The Breakdown Lane.' Because of her, I've also met thousands of people fighting MS, and not one who has given in, although some of their caregivers have. I've traveled all over the country -- from Nashville to Norfolk to Colorado -- although not by bike, raising funds for MS. As 'Friendship, Interrupted,' a story in October's Reader Digest points out (hear me talk about on RD.com), almost nothing has kept us apart and though it seems to that she's the needy one because she walks with a cane, it's really I who lean on her -- and have since we were 14 years old.

Is that cool or what?

Thanks, Jackie.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Sean's Day 16 -- Don't ride in the dark

Hey Y'all!

Here's the latest update:

Ridden today (from the odomoter on my bike): 64.52 miles
Ridden, total: 765.75 miles
Driven, total: 75-85

Today was a good ride, and I was totally bummed that the dark prevented me from going all night. At one point, Bret and I talked about me riding at night, thinking that maybe the headlight on my bike would be enough (and using lots of reflective gear on the bike and on myself). I tried it for about 20 minutes and it just won't work. Setting aside the increased possibility of inappropriate interaction with another vehicle, all I'd need to do would be to hit one medium sized rock, a large crack or uneven spot in the road, or a roadkill raccoon and it would suddenly become a very rough night for me.

The only problem with today's ride was the heat in the afternoon (got up to 89). As you may remember, heat is a particular problem for folks with MS (it can lead to long-term damage to the nervous system). So we took about three hours off in tiny Peebles, OH -- a very exciting place, let me tell you. We spent much of the time in the local library, where Bret worked on the Internet and I worked on the book I'm writing about this trip.

This morning I received a very nice e-mail from my cousin, Sonya Rissler. Her husband is professional military, so they've lived pretty much everywhere and I haven't seen her in years. Sonya and I grew up together, seeing each other several times a year at family gatherings and she was always one of my favorites. This trip has definitely inspired me to remember those I love and who have been an important part of my life at one point or another, but who may not be around anymore. I'm going to try to reach out a little more. Nothing is more important than those who have brought love to our lives (family, friends, or whatever their roles may have been).

Tomorrow Bret and I will be back on the road as early as humanly possible. See ya!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Day 16: The Adams County Public Library

I'm finding public libraries are great bastions of rural Internet access. Adams County sits low in the early foothills of the Appalachian Mountains where cell phone reception is scarce and the only radio channels that come in play some variety of Blue Grass, though I did listen to some radio show of a guy ranting about the evils of Hillary Clinton, illegal immigrants, and how he doesn't know what it means to raise a "good" kid -- it's his theory that we should focus on raising kids with strong character.

The Adamcs County Public Library is about the size of a Blockbuster video and someone used so much bleach in the bathroom, my eyes started to water (and I was only in for a number 1). The Internet is free here, which is amazing, however I can't remember the last time I used an Internet service that didn't include a Pop-Up Blocker. That might be a nuisance when I'm scrolling through Combest. But the people are real nice, and I imagine I could sit here using their free Internet for seven hours and they wouldn't say a thing.

Sean's got a good road to ride today; Ohio State Route 32 if you're following at home. Hopefully we can knock off a big chunk Ohio today.

Something I've learned about Sean on this trip is that he doesn't really sleep. He does more work before he rides at 6:30 or so than I do before noon. But last night I saw real sleepiness in his eyes for the first time. He slept in a couple of hours today -- until 5:30 a.m., and he says he's recharged for another couple of weeks. If he's recharged now, I can't imagine what he's going to get done tomorrow.

Article from Sean's Hometown Newspaper

Hi Y'all!

Pasted below is an article from The Madisonville Messenger (Madisonville, KY). Bret and I did an interview with reporter Patricia Wiles when we were in town for my mom's party. She was very nice and I think she did a good job of capturing the trip. It was also nice because it was accompanied by a big picture (of me riding my bike, wearing my, uh, extremely cool bike helmet) and was on the front page of the Sunday edition.

Hope you enjoy it.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
http://www.missouritomanhattan.com/
seanspence@earthlink.net


City Native Bicycles to Raise Funds for MS
by Patricia Wiles
Madisonville Messenger, 9-16-07, page 1

Sean Spence’s mother told him the day he was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis four years ago was the worst day of her life.

But it wasn’t that way for Spence.

“I choose to live in a positive way, to make the most of what I have,” the 36-year old said. “MS isn’t going to kill me, but it could put me in a wheelchair.”

Spence, who lives in Missouri, stopped in Madisonville this week to visit his mother, Shirley, as he bikes across the country to raise money for the National Multiple Sclerosis Society.

Spence began his ride 12 days ago in St. Joseph, Mo. He expects to make it to New York City by Sept. 25. He spent four months training for the ride, still “the first day was the hardest,” he said. He only made it 25 miles before wearing out.

“The road was incredibly hilly,” he said. But it didn’t take long for his mileage to increase. Now he’s averaging 70 miles a day.

“The last couple of days, I’ve made it 75,” he said.

Bret Bender, also known as “the transporter,” drives ahead of Spence and meets him at pre-determined stops. Bender carries a laptop with him and does his work for Missouri state Rep. Jeff Roorda, while waiting for Spence to catch up.

Spence, a public relations and political consultant, managed Missouri state Auditor Susan Montee’s election campaign last year. Montee’s family is sponsoring Spence’s 1,500-mile ride. He and Bender had not met before the ride.

Bender said when he heard Spence was looking for someone to accompany him, he jumped at the chance. He and Spence blog about their experiences on the road at http://missouritomanhattan.com/. The blog has a link where visitors can contribute to MS research.

“Every penny raised goes to research,” he said.

For Spence, the trip has “over and over again reinforced my faith in humanity,” he said. “It’s been a pleasant surprise to see people’s reactions ... they’ve been so kind all along the route.”
He hopes his ride serves as an encouraging example to those who have the disease.

“Not everyone with MS can do a ride like this, but everyone can have a positive attitude, find a way to push their limits,” he said. He believes “the way people choose to view their health is related to the reality of their health.”

Spence doesn’t know if he’ll be able to do a ride like this 30, 20 or even five years from now.
“But I can do it today,” he said. And whatever the future brings, he said, he will continue to find ways to push his personal limits.

“A positive outlook on this disease makes all the difference in the world,” he said.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Sean's Day 14 -- Our first flat tire




Hi Y'all!
Today we got the first flat tire of the trip, right after Cincinnatti. This, of course, meant that we had to change or repair the tire. We changed it out with a brand new one -- which we had because Dr. Love bought us a couple of extras. Again, could he possibly be more cool?
Changing the tire took quite a while because it was a first time for both of us; next time it will be much easier. Honestly, we are both feeling quite accomplished (sad, but true).
I may write some more tomorrow morning, but right now I'm crashing hard. Every few weeks, the need for sleep totally overwhelms me, and tonight is one of those times. So I'm off for bed.
Have a great night!
- sean
Sean Spence
MS Advacote
seanspence@earthlink.net

Day 15: Panera vs. Starbucks

AND IT'S PANERA IN A LANDSLIDE. Until this trip I really didn't have any beef with Starbucks. From what I've heard, it treats its employees well and it hasn't done damage to locally-owned coffee shops. But on this trip, I've learned that they do not offer free wireless Internet, which I figured would be a staple for that kind of business. You have to be a T-Mobile subscriber or something, and I'm not paying for the milk, when I can get the cow for free at Panera, who got my coffee and a muffin business because of its free wireless.

I further learned that Panera keeps soy milk on hand for those of us intolerant of lactose. Starbuck's drinks are all pre-made with cow-udder garbage that doesn't agree with me on any of the issues. Caribou Coffee is also good for the those inpatient of dairy's main enzyme, because they also carry soy milk in store. And I'd also like to give a shout out to Tazir (don't know if that's spelled right) at Coffee Zone in Jefferson City for always being ready with the goodness of soy on those few days I feel the need for a shot of caffeine in the morning.

I did, though, have to explain to the girl at that cash register here exactly why I was adverse to regular milk and she wanted to know what would I happen were I to attempt to digest the devil's formula. It's a conversation I've had enough times in my life now that I'm pretty comfortable sharing the gory details. I just don't understand why I'm looked at like an alien when I say I'm lactose intolerant.

I was also looked at like an alien today when I asked a waitress at Perkins in suburban Cincinnati if they offered wireless Internet. I read somewhere that Jay Nixon said he would try to bring to wireless to every town in the state: consider me fully behind that effort.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Sean's Day 14 -- All things considered...


Hi Y'all!


All things considered, today was a great day. Yes, I had that wreck somewhere to the East of Louisville (witness the cool hand injury, so you can really feel part of the trip), but that was a relatively small event. It shook me up and slowed me down for the rest of the day, but I still made it 72.06 miles. I feel like a real cycler now.
Other than that, today was a great day. The roads and weather were perfect. Bret seems to think that the entire world is downhill from here until the end of the trip. It didn't feel like that on a bike -- there were lots of fairly gentle uphills -- but it really was a great ride. In my mind, it was kind of what I had always pictured the ride would be (in my sometimes stupid mind). I think tomorrow is going to be similar, but pretty soon we'll be hitting the Appalachian Mountains, the great boogy man of my life right now.
John Combest, in Missouri, posted a link to this blog on his daily list of Missouri political headlines (www.JohnCombest.com), so we had about double the usual number of hits to the site. Is that cool, or what? John is a good guy, and it is nice that he recognizes the value of this trip and is taking the time to mention us.
Tonight, Bret and I are in Carrollton, KY. Great, cheap fried chicken here. Mmmm. Tomorrow we'll be off and into Ohio pretty early in the day, our fourth state of the trip. Please, Lord, let there be disc golf there for Bret.
- sean
Sean Spence
MS Advocate

Wipeout!

Hi Y'all!

There's always something, ya know? Today has been a perfect ride, with great roads, cool breezes, and no wind.

I took a pretty good spill about an hour ago, though. I hit a sidewalk badly at an intersection (so I was going slower) and went flying. Scared the crap out of a woman driving closely to me as I went into the road in front of her.

I'm banged up a bit but am otherwisw fine. Nothing permanent or even long lasting, I suspect. Kinda scary, though.

I'll let you know how it all works out at the end of the day.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
Seanspence@earthlink.net
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Day 14: A scenic drive leaving Lou-a-vull

Today must have been the most scenic for Sean. For one, almost the entire path in the afternoon was down hill. Second, it was an arboled roadway. "Arboled" is my new term for "heavily treed," which in itself I don't believe to be the proper use of "treed." Following the arboled section was a section of road that went right along the Ohio River. If you're ever riding a bike through Northern Kentucky, I'd recommend Hwy. 42.

I meant to explain earlier today about my lesson in Louisville linguistics. It's tough for me to say Lou-a-vull like a local, so I had to work on it a bunch yesterday. I still don't think I could fool anyone, but at least I don't sound like an idiot.

Day 14: The good, the bad, the ugly of disc golf... my time in Louisville

I'm at a McCallister's Sandwiches in Louisville, KY. I've been here about 3 1/2 hours and they've been really cool about so they're good people. I'll have to visit them in Jefferson City to see if they're as cool with loitering there.

It feels like days since I've posted... oh wait, it has. I had football to watch yesterday and this morning I didn't want to post because we got linked on johncombest.com and I didn't want any non-regulars to the site to think all Sean was doing was harboring my disc golf habits. I've gotten to play a lot in the past couple of days: partly because of the day off, and partly because the Greater Louisville Area has a heavy concentration of courses.

A couple of days ago I got a real treat in Yellow Creek Park in Owensboro, KY, where there was a spectacular course. It had one hole that I actually had to climb two flights of stairs to get to the top of the Mesa where the basket was located (it couldn't be seen from the tee). I got to play nine holes one night, and I was playing beyond my skill level. I came a couple of feet from an ace (hole-in-one) on hole one, a 337 ft hole with an elevated tee and a creek that ran behind the basket to scare a player. I also hit chains (nicked the basket but didn't land in it) on my drive for hole 4 - the hole with the staircase and mesa. All night I was parking my drives. (Parking a drive means putting it right next to the basket, like how you would want to "park" your car close to the doors at the grocery store.) I didn't have to make any terrific putts to shoot a hard-earned 5 under par for the nine holes.

The next morning I drove all the way back to play the course again. This time I only got 3 under on the front nine on another good day, and on the back nine got 2 under. I've been saddened by the lack of players at the courses during this trip. Usually it's not hard to find someone to play with, but I haven't seen a sole on these courses all trip until that morning. I was joined on the back nine by two 12-year-olds who had never played before, but had discs and wanted to learn. I got to show them my different discs and show them the different ways to hold and throw them. I used to tutor at an elementary school and was a recess supervisor for two years, so I'm used to children that age. It was good to have someone to talk disc golf with, and they were very attentive.

Sunday morning I played the ugly course. It was in Elizabethton, KY. I shot 2 over (1 triple bogey, 1 bogey, 2 birdies) and was happy to have the score. The triple came on a 584 foot hole that had trees blocking your drive, a clump of trees to take your second shot through, and had the basket tucked into a small clearing in some dense woods. Typically holes that long have few obstructions because it's two full shots just to get to the basket (remember everything is a par 3). I made a lot of good saves for par, and I'm feeling more confident in my putts. The course was open for the most part, but included more 500+ foot holes than one would typically find on a disc golf course.

This morning I got to play a nice little course in Radcliff. It had the kind of partly-dense big trees with no underbrush that make for a good disc golf course, but it didn't have any holes longer than 300-feet. The course was short, but fun because I still had to use a variety of shots. I even got to use my backhand drive three times for birdies. If you read earlier, I don't have a very strong backhand drive, but it was enough for the short holes. I was 8 under (1 bogey, 9 birdies). Any hole I didn't birdie, means I went askew somewhere. All the holes except maybe 17 and 11 were birdie possibilities. It was a good day, but I'm more impressed by 5 under on the front nine of Yellow Creek Park in Owensboro.

Now we're off toward Cincinnati. Sean's probably long ahead of me, he's traveling so fast these days. I'm sure he'll have an update tonight.

Blackberry Email Post

Hi Y'all!

It turns out I can e-mail posts to the blog with my Blackberry. This is just a test. If it works, it might be kind of fun.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
Seanspence@earthlink.net
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Leaving Radcliff, KY

Hi Y'all!

Just a few items as we get started this morning.

The big one is that we are definitely getting back on the road this morning. My ankle is not quite perfect, but it is good enough and nothing a bunch of Aleve won't fix for right now. We have a party scheduled in Washington, DC Sunday afternoon and our only chance of making it without any car help is to get on the road. So on we go.

I've been asked a couple of questions via e-mail that I'll answer now.

1. "Doesn't your butt hurt after all that riding?"
Yes, my butt hurts pretty much all the time. I'm convinced that the bicycle is a unique torture device that has somehow captured the subconscious masochist in many of us. Bret and I have actually been working out the kinks for an entirely new sort of bike seat that we feel pretty strongly will change the cycling world. Basically, the cyclist sits in a big bowl of jello (or maybe pudding -- this is one of the details we are settling). Not sure how it will work, yet, but we have plenty of time to think about it.

2. "I didn't know you have MS, how does it impact your life?"
I was diagnosed with MS in 2003. At the time, it was on the verge of getting pretty bad (and is MUCH better today). I have a vivid memory of standing in the middle of Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas and realizing that I had essentially no feeling from the chest, down (kind of like everything was asleep, but I could still move). The thing about MS, though, is that symptoms often go away after a while. Sometimes they never do, but usually they go away in part or in full. Today I have a variety of symptoms that include periodic numbness, rare partial paralysis (that essentially leads to a limp), and a few other things. No one would know I have MS if I didn't talk about it -- but I believe it is important for me to do so because so many people have it so much worse (people in wheelchairs, people in a great deal of pain, etc.). MS is a lifelong, degenerative disease, so we pretty much know that I'm going to continue to get worse and develop more symptoms -- we just don't know how fast or what those symptoms will be. I choose to believe that it will all be rather mild, and I'm going to make the best of things, no matter what.

Have an awesome morning, everybody. I have some work to do and intend to be on the road by 6:30. Then I have a radio show (a political show in Kansas City -- 710 AM, at 7:10 a.m. every Monday morning -- I get to be the Democrat; the Republican, consultant Jeff Roe, and I try to beat up on each other), so hopefully I'll have decent reception on the road.

See ya.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Sunday, September 16, 2007

One of our first pictures


Hi Y'all!
There is no real reason to post this picture, except that I've finally figured out how to post from my digital camera, and am very excited. Moving forward, Bret and I will both do our best to provide appropriate images from our trip to complement our posts.
This picture is from our very first day. I'm the guy to the left. Susan Montee, Missouri's State Auditor and one of my best friends, is in the middle. And, you guessed it, that's Bret on the right. Don't we look happy and excited to start the trip? Oh, if we only knew then...
Have a great Sunday evening. I'm writing thank you notes tonight to people who have contributed to the trip, something that will be a daily to-do for th remainder of the trip.
See ya!
- sean
Sean Spence
MS Advocate

Sean's Day 12 -- Working in a hotel room today

Hi Y'all!

Well, my ankle is not completely better. It would be fine if I were just going to work or something, but riding 70-100 miles is something else. For the long term success of the ride, I've decided to stick around the hotel today and do some work (write a fundaising letter, send thank you notes, etc.). I may or may not blog more later in the day. I think we should still be able to make DC a week from today.

Have an awesome Sunday!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Sean's Day 12 -- We have Internet Access!

Hi Y'all!

We haven't had Internet access for a few days (rural Kentucky) and I haven't been able to make Blackberry posts work, either. But here we are again, chatting about the trip. Yay!

First, the trip mileage update:

Ridden today (from the odomoter on my bike): 56.2 miles
Ridden, total: 589.11 miles
Driven, total: 60-70

So much has happened. First, let me give one last shout-out to Jon and Nancy Love of Madisonvonville, Ky. Thanks to them, my bike is so much more functional (among other things, having moved from trail to road, the new tires make a HUGE difference). Long time friends of mine and my family, they went way out of their way to help. Even more, they paid for the repairs and alterations themselves, to support the trip. Is that beyond cool, or what? Thanks again, Jon and Nancy!

Because of the repairs and some other things we had to do, Bret and I spent most of the day hanging out at my mom's house -- this meant lots of good food and time to do some work, but no bike time. We were finally able to leave late in the day (I had to finish writing an article for the Columbia Business Times), but I only got an hour or so of riding in, biking just over 10 miles.

Bret, by the way, was wonderful on Wednesday. I gave him the opportunity to have us blow off riding for the whole day, but he pushed back and said we should ride for whatever we could. He was right. The ten miles or so we rode (well, he drove) was not a lot, but it kept us both in the "moving forward, no matter what" frame of mind. Good job, Bret! Thanks for doing your part to keep us on track, as always.

I should tell you that we've completely changed our route. Because of better roads -- safer, more direct and faster -- we are heading up through Northern Kentucky and across Ohio to DC. Not sure yet if we will need to go through Pennsylvania or West Virginia or both to get to DC. I think we are on track to be on time, though. We'll see.

By the way, the really big news is that I had a minor injury today and had to quit riding after my 56.2 miles. I was taking a break on the side of the highway, about 30 miles from Louisville, when I slipped on some gravel and twisted my right ankle. I went ahead and rode another two miles, but it kept hurting worse, and was killing me the first time I hit a small hill that I should have been able to ride with ease. So I called Bret to pick me up -- my strong belief is that a night of rest and maybe a handful of Aleve will have me ready to ride at first light tomorrow morning.

Here's a funny story about my post-twisted-ankle trip, though. Bret, my fearless savior, hates me just a bit I think. Why do I think this? Because as I stood on the side of the road, trying to keep my weight on my left leg to avoid a nice bit of pain, I watched Bret blow on past me. No big deal. Could have easily happened to anyone. So, of course, I wasn't surprised to see him heading back from the direction in which he had just driven away from me. All excited, I stood by the side of the road with my bike, in the plainest of plain view.

But wait! Why is Bret pulling over the other side of the road? Is he really going to make me limp all the way over there? No, in fact, he's turning around and heading back the other way again! Driving away, again! And I was maybe 10 feet away from him, in plain view. Ugh.

So I texted him and he turned around to get me (obviously realizing that his duplicity might cost him in the long run). I spotted him coming toward me, and watched him pull over to the side of the road -- absolutely as far away from me as he could get and still camoflage what I can only believe is smoldering hatred. So I started limping toward the car, wondering why he was making no movement to help me in my injured state, and then I heard it. "Total Eclipse of the Heart" -- the 1983 ballad performed by Welsh singer Bonnie Tyler. To the extent that it is possile, Bret was rocking out, unable to move or function outside the world of the song.

Finally, Bret tore himself away and helped me load my bike as tears from pain welled in my eyes.

Who knew that Bret could be so deeply entranced by 1980's chick songs? As with his addiction to the Soap Opera Channel, I'll leave it to you to figure it out.

Lord knows that's enough for tonight. See ya!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Friday, September 14, 2007

Sean's Day 11 -- The World has Changed

Hi Y'all!

I'll post more later, but I'm taking a quick break in Henderson, KY after riding 40 miles so far today (and it is not even noon yet!). I am so excited about the improvements Dr. Jon Love made to my bike -- including tires that are better now that I have left the trail and am on roads, and repairs made with the help of a wonderful shop in Hopkinsville, KY. His wife, Nancy, was also integral to making it all happen. I'll never be able to thank them enough (and I'm going to get over being unhappy with the THREE bike shops that I had visited and could have helped most or all of this happen).

I'm going faster and will cover so much more ground in so much less time. Thanks to Jon and Nancy Love, I'll be able to cut my time by 20-30% (which basically means I have a shot at sticking to my original time schedule).

We're on to Owensboro, KY now, where I may be able to visit with some family. But it is more likely that I'll be able to make it 20-25 miles past Owensboro, and I really need to do that if I can.

Also, we've solved the problem with accessing Blogger, so there will hopefully not be any more delays in my posting.

More later. Just wanted to share the excitement.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Day 11: Sean's cruising along

I forgot to mention this morning that Doc Love not only hooked Sean up with some new tires, but he also got Sean's gears fixed. Sean now has use of all 21 speeds. I'm in Henderson, KY, and found a good Internet connection at the community college here. I just got off the phone with Sean and he is setting all sorts of records with his retooled bike. I had developed a pretty good feel for how far Sean could ride before lunchtime, but on the retooled bike, he is cruising faster than I can keep up with. I'm going to have to re-calibrate my mental scale of how far he can get in a day.

I'm looking forward to lunch where hopefully Sean will be able to post for y'all, but then again, he doesn't like to stop long.

Day 11: sean can't post...new tires

Sean's having some trouble getting on blogger, but he wanted me to let you know that he'll be taking off in a couple of minutes from a spot about 12 miles from the Kentucky/Illinois border. Yesterday Doc Love got Sean some new, super reinforced road tires, now that he won't be riding on any more gravel trails. Sean rode 10 miles yesterday in under 40 minutes (then it got too dark to be safe), so the new tires have already made an impact. We had to spend some extra time at Sean's mom's house so Sean could wrap up an article for the Columbia Business Times. Today, is a pure riding day; we'll really get to see what those tires are made of.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Day 10: A personal request for a disc golf explanation

One of yesterday's posters asked for an explanation of disc golf and why I'm so passionate about it. I'm always eager to spread the love of the game to others, so it's going to be difficult to keep this posting short. I was telling Sean, one time someone at the park district of my hometown asked me what would be needed to make a respectable course in our town and I pumped out a four-page explanation in less than 20 minutes. It's one of my favorite topics.

The basket: The goal in disc golf is to get your disc (which I'll describe later) into the basket. A basket starts with an aluminum pole that is about four and a half feet tall. About three feet up the pole is an aluminum basket that comes out around the pole in a radius of about a foot with six inch high walls. At the top of the pole is a lattice of aluminum, comparable in size to the basket, from which chains dangle. The chains are held together at the bottom by a small aluminum ring that hugs the pole. The idea is to throw the disc into the chains and get it to drop into the basket. (If you land on top of the top lattice, that counts as a made shot, too, though it rarely happens.)

The discs: There are more types of discs than I could describe in this post. First of all, a disc golf disc is not like Wham-mo Frisbee. It is only about eight inches in diameter, and is made out of a harder plastic (unless it's flex-plastic or a supersoft putter). There is x-plastic, z-plastic, flex-plastic and on and on. Most of the difference is just how hard the plastic is, and how true it will continue to fly after hitting a tree. (All discs get beat up, and over time their function changes. For example, I have a Tee-Bird that used to fly straight no matter how I tried to bend it, but somewhere along the way it got chached [a term my friends and I invented to describe all the general mutations a disc can undergo] and now it takes a hard left while in flight. This is nice because if the shot calls for it, I get it to go left to right in the beginning of flight, then watch it helix in the air and turn left to avoid all sorts of trees.) With discs, there are long range drivers that are straight flyers, overstable (turn right to left for a backhand, right-handed player), or understable (the opposite). There are mid-range discs that tend to be more stable, but one could still turn the disc in the air. Then there are putters, which have more squared-off rims, as opposed to the razor-sharp edges of a driver, and are less-subject to the will of the wind. Sometimes soft putters are best because hard putters may bounce off the basket chains and fall to the ground, whereas soft putters absorb the blow and fall into the basket. (This is especially true in winter play when the cold weather makes the plastic stiffer.) And, as I said, as discs get older, they start bending in different ways and you find new uses for them. I carry about 10 discs, and I'll use all of them in a round. Some of the guys who play in big tournaments carry 40 or so discs, but they can do a lot more with a disc than I could ever dream of.

The shots: There are seven basic shots to choose from. They include a forehand roller (which rolls and turns left), a backhand roller (which requires an incredibly specific disc, usually a heavily chached one, and turns right), a forehand drive (done by pressing your middle and index finger against the rim of the disc), a backhand drive, an over the head throw with your thumb inside the disc (which, for right-handers, causes the disc to start left, then dive right), over head with your fingers inside as in a forehand drive (which, for right-handers, causes the disc to start right, then dive left), and the basic, straightforward putt. And there is variations on those shots, for example, on an over-hand shot with your fingers in the disc, a player can intentionally throw a disc at the ground so that the top of the disc bounces off the ground and flies another forty or fifty feet. It's a great way to get under a low hanging branch. Great players are separated from good players by having a fuller arsenal of shots, greater driving distance, and the ability to nail putts from greater distances. As for me, I'm just adding a forehand roller to my game, and I have a weak backhand drive. I use a forehand drive about 95 percent of the time because it's easier to control. Also, my putting comfort zone is only about 20 feet, whereas better players consider a 50-foot shot to be a good possibility. Putting, mid-range shots, and drives also call for different grips on the disc, the details of which I'll spare you.

The holes: A great hole is on the challenges your creativity. My favorite hole of all-time is one where the tee (often a cement pad about 4' by 8', but sometimes different) is about 50 feet higher than the basket. There is dense woods where the drop off is and there is only a circle of an opening about 15 feet in diameter. Some people do regular drives, but I like throw an overhand toss directly down toward the basket. Other holes call for a helix shot (a shot that turns twice in the air) or can just test your courage by putting a basket near a steep drop off. Boring courses are courses that don't require players to shape their shots and have few elevation changes. Sometimes courses will just be one straight hole after another, and that's no fun. Beat-yourself-over-the-head-with-a-two-by-four courses are ones that call for a player to make shots he or she is not capable of. Indian Hills in Columbia comes close to this.

Holes range from 250 feet to 600 feet. Sometimes a 250 foot hole, or even a 200-foot hole can be more difficult than a 600-foot hole if it is deep in the woods with a narrow opening, so a hole cannot be judged by distance alone. An average drive for me is like 330 feet, and I'd say that's about average for amateurs such as myself. Regardless of the length or shape of a hole, though, everything is a par 3 in league play, at every course throughout the world.

Why I love it: It's not a video game, it's a challenge and it's free. First of all, I've made a commitment to never play Halo in my lifetime. I may have touched an XBox controller only 5 times in my life. I spend enough time in front of the television already. During summers in high school, my friends and I used to play 60 holes a day sometimes and it was a chance to meet new people and see new things. We even figured out how to put glow-sticks on the bottom of our discs so we could play at night. None of us really had houses where we could have a bunch of people over at once, so disc golf was our thing to do. We used to drive all over to find new courses and new challenges.

I started playing ball golf (I have to say "ball" now or most people who know me don't know which golf I'm talking about) when I was about 8 or nine years old. I liked, and still love, ball golf. The game is about 90 percent mental and requires focus. I'll never say disc golf is more challenging than ball golf, but it requires some of the same skills. There are shot selections and wind considerations, and you have to block out the bad shots to focus on the next one. There are also new skills I have yet to learn and others I have yet to perfect. So, just like going to the driving range, I sometimes just practice my backhand shot, or just putt for an hour. I enjoy watching my progression, and it keeps me going back.

And the final reason I love it, is that it is free. It's not exclusive or for the privileged. A disc costs about $15 dollars, then one can play all he or she wants. There are no tee times, no apparel requirements, no club houses, none of that. Anyone can play anytime. No one is at a disadvantage if he or she can't afford a $500 TaylorMade R7, and one doesn't have to continue buying $4-a-ball ProV1s. Sometimes I go to the course to practice and I'll find someone who wants to play and I'll end up playing with somebody new. They're always friendly and just looking to talk disc golf, and I could obviously do that all day.

Day 10: the story of day 9

I never did get an opportunity to post last night. I stayed in Sean's sister's room, and that end of the house doesn't get wireless, and by the time I got under the sheets, I didn't feel like getting up again.

I started my day playing the Campus Lake disc golf course at Southern Illinois University in Carbondale. It's a short 9-holer with a couple of interesting shots, but not really worth the trip off the highway. Every hole is an opportunity for birdie except for hole three, unless you have a terrific right-turning roller. I only shot 3 under. The baskets sit about a foot off the ground, and it was hard to get used to. I would have like the play a second time because I know I could get 5 or 6 under, but duty called and I had to get back on the road.

Something I'd like to point out about driving in Illinois; below every sign we saw announcing our entrance into a new county was a sign saying, "911 for emergency cellular calls." Missouri is the only state in the country lacking a mechanism to fund wireless 911 service, and 17 counties in the state have no 911 service at all. I hope someday every county in Missouri can post the same signs.

It's always fun to see a friend's home town. I got a brief tour and a few stories last night on the way back from Doc. Love's. I got to hear a few stories from Sean's childhood, though one of his longtime friends didn't share anything I can use against Sean. Sean tells me he's squeaky clean.

At Sean's mom's party I got to talk with some great people. I sat for a while with a Vietnam vet and a WWII vet and we talked about the current situation in Iraq, and one was an orthopedic, so I talked to him about my ongoing knee problem. Then I got to met the former Vice-Chair of the Kentucky Democratic Party and there was some talk of politics and a little Mitch McConnell bashing. All-in-all everyone was great to meet. As Sean said when he spoke, these were the people who are responsible for the way he is today, whether they made him worse or better, they made him what he is.

Sean's Day 10 -- Stuck in Madisonville, KY

Hi Y'all!

I'm not sure if this is just an issue for this morning or for all day (certainly not more than that). But right now Bret and I are stuck at my Mom's house in Kentucky (not a bad place to be stuck, of course).

Reason #1 is that I have an interview with the Madisonville Messenger at 10:00, so they can do a story about the ride. The Messenger is my hometown paper and will be read by the folks who knew be growing up, my mom's friends, my grandmother's friends, people who knew my dad (who passed a few years ago) -- you can understand why I would make an allowance and stick around to help the interview happen.

Reason #2 is the bike. I've been having problems with the gears (rear wheel) that I have been ignoring. It has made the ride a little harder than it needed to be, but not in a huge way. Soon, though, we'll be heading into the Appalchian mountains. If I have any chance at all of making it over them without help from Bret and the car, I need to have all 21 gears at my disposal. Honestly, I'm not sure what will happen in the mountains. My goal is to make it across them on the bike, but we'll see. I may need Bret to ferry me part of the way over them (and, yes, I promise I'll tell you if we do that).

The bike store will be open at 10:00 (the same time as my newspaper interview). I'll let you know how both of them go.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Sean's Day 9 -- Stopping at my mom's house

Hi Y'all!

First, the ride update:

Miles ridden today: 46.30 miles (we had to stop early to make it to my mom's party on time)
Miles ridden, total: 445.09 miles

Today started in Murphysboro, IL. I was on the road by 7:30 and riding my backside off for a good bit of the morning. I also had several business calls to which I had to attend, and they really sucked up my time (gotta make a living, ya know?).

The road could not have been more perfect and I was able to haul it the whole way, averaging 12-14 mph or even better, pretty much the entire way. If only the entire trip were like that...

St. Joseph, MO friends, June & Jim Potts, sent me a lovely e-mail of support for this effort. They have contributed to the MS Society for this trip and have been so supportive, otherwise. It really touches my heart to get e-mails and blog posts from friends. Thanks, June & Jim.

I also received an e-mail from my Kansas City, MO friend Diana Kander. She was mostly just being supportive, but also asked me who my favorite cyclist is -- not something I had thought much about, to be honest. My initial response, in my head, was Peewee Herman -- no one has ever ridden a big red bicycle with such grace as Peewee. In a way, he is my inspiration for this ride, my inspiration for everything.

Really, though, I've never been a big sports fan (to put it mildly). The only cyclist I can name is Lance Armstrong (and he's pretty cool, except that he dumped my beloved Sheryl). There really is just one athlete who has played any role in my life or the way I view the world -- Steve Prefontaine, the long distance runner. My knowledge of him starts with the movie "Without Limits" (one of my top-ten favorite movies) and extends beyond to some outside reading. As you might guess, my love for him stems from his commitment to breaking all boundaries, even those set for him by his own body. My favorite line in the movie resulted from someone asking Prefontaine why he was such a good runner. Paraphrased, he said "because I work harder and because I can stand more pain than anyone I've ever met."

Prefontaine is a role model for me because he refused to let anyone, including himself, hold him back.

My ride today was from Murphysboro, IL to Harrisburg, IL. I could have ridden much further, but we had to get to my mom's house in time to shower and shave before the 5:30 party. So I stopped riding at 2:00. Tomorrow we'll have to backtrack to Harrisburg so no one will think I'm cheating the ride. Then we'll bike back to Kentucky and start making our way across the incredibly long state.

We may or may not be sticking to the plan and leaving tomorrow. At our party tonight, Dr. Jon Love (a long time friend of mine who may know just about everything in the world) checked out my bike and helped me understand that we have a pretty serious problem with the back wheel gears. We took it to his son, also named John, and the short story is that we are taking it to a professional bike repair guy tomorrow to replace the head. No clue how long this will take. Hopefully it will be done in time for me to get at least a few hours of riding in before dark.

Oh, and Mom's party in Madisonville, KY tonight was awesome. We had a lot of folks and brought in over $2500 from friends and family, all for the MS Society. And it was so much fun to see everybody, many of whom have known me since birth. This whole trip is a fantastic experience, but tonight, surrounded by so many people who are important to me, will always hold a special place in my heart. Thanks, Mom.

That's enough for now. I have an interview at 10:00 with the Madisonville, KY paper for a story about the ride, and we have to deal with the bike repairs (which may entail going to another town). I'll keep you posted as things develop.

Take care.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Sean's Day 8 -- Finally out of Missouri!

Hi Y'all!

Here are today's stats:

Miles ridden today: 75.64
Miles ridden, total: 398.79

I'm finally out of Misouri and should make it to Kentucky tomorrow, or no later than Thursday. Yay! Right now I'm one day behind, and could be completely caught up by tomorrow, but I'll need to knock off early to attend the party my mom is hosting in Madisonville. Small price to pay, really, for a great party, and I can catch up within the next few days. Yay!

Today, parts of the route were the best of the trip so far, and other parts were the worst. Isn't that how it always is? I swear, there was a hill outside Murphy that is the biggest hill in the history of hills. It was followed by about a million other hills, all in a row. I thougt I was going to die. I didn't complain, though, because I had just ridden like 20 miles that were completely flat and wonderful on a bike. I averaged 12-14 mph (even as high as 16 mph for long stretches) and thought I was in bicycle heaven. All things end, though, ya know?

Oh, I've been meaning to mention that I had a near-death experience yesterday. I was crossing the road, exactly where I was supposed to, but a woman wasn't paying attention, made the turn, heading right for me, and came to a screeching, slam-on-the-brakes stop about a foot from me. Literally, if the car had stopped two feet later, she would have smashed into me. I almost feel like a real bike guy now.

Tomorrow I'll hit the road early and get as close to Dixon, KY as possible by 2:30 p.m. Then, Bret will pick me up wherever I am and we'll spend the night at my mom's house, planning to return to the point we left the next morning and resume biking with no miles skipped.

The party should be fun. Look for details tomorrow or Thursday.

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Day 8: Steve's story

The following post is one I hope everyone reads closely and passes along to friends to read as well. It concerns the state of healthcare in Missouri, which no doubt is in peril.

I had the opportunity to have a lengthy discussion with the proprietor of the cafe I was blogging about this morning. His name was Steve and he's originally from Oregon. He moved to St. Louis in the early '90s to work construction. One night in March 2004, Steve was driving a co-worker home from work. Steve's a nice guy and he was doing his co-worker a favor. This also happened to be payday for Steve and his co-worker, so they each had $500 in their pockets.

When Steve and the co-worker were in a remote area, the co-worker took a butcher's knife from his bag and demanded Steve give him his money. Steve resisted and the co-worker attacked. By the end of the scuffle, Steve's right arm was cut up so bad he would get 200 stitches, and he was sliced across the throat from one side of his neck to the other. The co-worker threw Steve in the back of the van and ditched it at some warehouse delivery location where, 8 hours later, someone saw blood dripping out of the van and found Steve inside.

It's a miracle he survived. He still has a twitch on the right side of his face and he has a gold chip sewn into his right eyelid because he wouldn't be able to close the eye at night without the added weight.

He was unable to go back to working construction after his injuries and it was difficult for him to work with other employees at other jobs because he could not trust anyone at that point. The cost of his medical care that night, and for the therapist he still sees, are covered, but Steve was one of the more than 100,000 Missourians who lost healtchcare coverage in 2005. The doctors, by that time, had cleared him to return to work, and the job he found paid too much for him to qualify for health care, but not enough to afford it on his own. Now, as the operator of the Corner Bistro, he estimates it would cost him $400 to $500 per month for health care, and he and his girlfriend just bought a house so there's not a lot of money to go around.

He couldn't even remember the last time he saw a doctor before his incident. Because of what happened to him that night in March 2004, there are a lot of jobs he can't do, but he found one he could do. He has a job that he works at every day, yet he cannot afford health care. This is not right.

Day 8: The airing of grievances

I got honked at today by an Illinois driver for making a turn too slowly, and it reminded me of a pet peeve of mine I want to share with you all.  I always hear people complain things like, "Illinois drivers are terrible," or "Kansas Citians don't know how to drive," and the like, and it's just silly.  In my case, I was driving on foreign roads in foreign car (well, the car isn't foreign, Sean and I are Democrats after all, but it's not my car, so it's foreign to me) and I bet the woman who honked at me looked at Sean's Missouri plates and said, "Those darn Missouri drivers!" likely in harsher words.

The fact is, different regions have different driving customs and anyone driving on foreign roads is going to be a little confused.  No one region has good or bad drivers.  Each region just has drivers who are used to the way people drive where they live.  Stereotyping is never a good practice, even in diagnosing drivers.  So please, next time you want to categorize drivers from a certain region as being a certain way, remember that there may come a time when you look like a foolish driver and keep from stereotyping.

Day 8: Ron Paul has Missouri support

Perhaps some of you read the definitive Ron Paul interview conducted and published by Jason Rosenbaum.  It was quite the informative piece.  Today, just south of St. Mary's, Mo., I saw my first Ron Paul yard sign.  In fact, it was the first presidential yard sign I've seen for any candidate.  It may be the first presidential yard sign in the all of Missouri.  You don't get more purely Libertarian than Ron Paul.  He's made some headlines after Republican debates, and his support is clearly beginning to grow.

Day 8: Fun in Farmington

I'm at a locally owned cafe/market in Farmington this morning.  The building I'm in used to be a factory and, upon entering, I felt as if there could be an assembly line hidden around the next corner.  The building, collectively known as "The Factory," is still mostly windowless and the inside is split up into several smaller, specialty stores, but there are no walls, so it's just an open market with exposed I-beams everywhere.  The cafe just opened a month ago I'm told and has yet to get a breakfast menu, but it has wireless and that's great news for me.  The whole building is really an unique place.

Sean took off down the TransAmerica Trail early this morning, and for the first time it was really cold out.  There was a light drizzle that made it even more frosty.  Sean's got his Mizzou sweatshirt, though, so he'll be alright.

There is apparently not a single disc golf course in all of Southeast Missouri -- a real bummer.  It looks as though I'll be spending the morning working from this cafe in Farmington.

Sean's Day 7 -- A very long day

Hi Y'all!

The day started on the Katy Trail, which was awesome, and then took me on back roads that weren't very well suited to cycling. All told, I rode 62.23 miles today (a total of 323.15 miles biked so far, plus 50-60 in the car for safety reasons).

Bret and I had a great Mexican lunch in Washington, MO before I headed south and he went to St. Louis for the day.

A note on Bret -- yes, I've been spelling his name incorrectly and am extremely embarassed. It is "Bret" and not "Brett." With a name like "Sean," this tends to be something to which I tend to pay attention, but I blew it and he finally corected me. Yes, I can be quite a dork.

After Washington, I rode 30 miles or so. This included getting lost -- Bret and I still aren't quite sure how that happened -- and then figuring things out an making my way into St. Clair. The getting lost was kind of cool, though. Lots of Missouri country side. At one point, I stumbled onto the "Phoebe Apperson Hearst Friendship Park," which seems to have been set-up as some sort of rest stop in what is essentially someone's yard. It is kept up nicely, with a little foot bridge and a picnic table. It seemed kind of odd to be out in the middle of nowhere, but very welcome!

I made it down to Lonedel, but the roads were getting pretty scary. Actually, I got kind of stranded because the dark caught me and I had to wait for Bret to come and get me. From there, I had him ferry me on down to Farmington, to avoid those roads, and pick up the TransAmerica Trail.

A note on the trail -- it is actually, primarily, a set of roads that have been identified as safe for bicycle riders. I haven't always understood that it is more roads than actual trails, but I do now. I'm still not yet sure how this will affect the trip, but you will know as I do.

It is 4:41 and I'm going to get back on the road as quickly as possible. I'm going to make it as close to Dixon, KY as possible between now and tomorrow at about 2:00, then we'll leave the trail and go by car to my Mom's house in Madisonville, KY, where she is having a party for us. The morning after the party, we'll rejoin the trail EXACTLY where we left it and start pedaling.

By the way -- and I'll probably mention this from time to time -- while I let Bret drive me short distances from time to time for safety reasons or because we have to get someplace more quickly than I can bike there, we never include that distance in the amount I've biked. The vast majority of this trip, for me, continues to be butt-on-bike, with an occasional auto-accomodation when absolutely necessary.

Have a great Tuesday!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Monday, September 10, 2007

Day 7: More embarrassment..more disc golf...more highway

I left Sean as he was heading toward Farmington today so I could briefly visit a friend in St. Louis.  The Soap Opera Drama is apparently making its way around the Missouri political blog scene.  I don't know if the writer of the blog post knows who I am or they just think it's a funny story, but it causes more people to check out what Sean is doing, then it's for a good cause, and I don't care.

I got to disc golf at Quail Ridge Park in Wentzville today.  I started at whole ten, and after the first three holes, I thought the course was madness.  Those holes are very much wooded, but because there was no underbrush, it wasn't as bad as I had anticipated.  The course was actually very enjoyable, with all sorts of creative shots being necessary.  I didn't have the time to look for all the advanced tees, but I would like to go back some time soon.  I was three under after nine holes, with two long putts that really boosted my confidence.  Sean called when I was done with nine, and I had to hit the road again.  Next course, should be in Carbondale, IL.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Day 6: from football to soap operas...an uncomfortable seat...and some missed disc golf

To clarify Sean's story, I took a shower after watching football and was flicking through the channels looking for something to watch.  I wrapped the towel on my head because I thought Sean would find it funny; the Soap Opera Network thing was just bad timing.

When we took one of our stops today I overheard someone talking about an Iowa bike trip where hundreds of people just ride their bikes across Iowa for no particular cause.  It was the second time I have heard someone talk about the trip, so it must be quite a big deal.

I also got on the bike for a bit myself today, and gained a new appreciation for what Sean is doing.  My legs didn't so much get tired, but those bike seats are not comfortable to say the least.  I probably rode 10 miles, and was ready to quit.  So I'm more amazed my Sean's commitment.

I skipped over a few disc golf courses the past couple days, but they were courses I've played a lot, so let me fill you in:

Albert Oakland Park (front/upper course), Columbia: A great course for beginners.  It's wide open with a few long, tricky shots.  But for a skilled player, 10 under par is not completely out of the question.

Albert Oakland Park (back/lower course), Columbia: This is one of my favorite courses, and I've played courses in at least six states and several courses in each.  It has a great variety of shots and a very active disc golf community so you can almost always find someone to play with if you can't find anyone who has a weekday afternoon free, as was sometimes the case when I was at school at the University of Missouri (a hyphenated Columbia optional).  On a typical day, I expect to score 1 or 2 under, but none of those birdies are given to you.  There are a lot of birdie holes and a lot of holes where bogey is a definite possibility.  It is well maintained and always fun.

Indian Hills, Columbia:  This course is only fun for skilled players.  It's heavily wooded, and it is difficult to make it through a round without getting at least one disc caught in a tree. Also, the garbage cans were recently removed, and litter is starting to pile up in places.  There are some really fun holes, though, if you are looking for a challenge.  Keeping my score below 5 over par is a good day for me there. 

Binder Park, Jefferson City:  This is my home course these days.  I play in a league there twice per week.  The course is only about 4 years old, and has some things that need to be done to make it a great course.  The local disc golf group is active, though, and is making improvements all the time.  The course just got cement tee pads (though they are undersized) and there are 6 more basket placements that are soon to come.  The layout is terrific, but it could use a mowing more often.  I only started playing this course frequently beginning this summer (my spring was ruined by a car accident that took out my left knee), so I don't have a typical singles score yet.  My best score alone is 2 over, but I mostly play best shot, and 5 or 6 under usually wins league night.

Tomorrow I plan to travel up to Quail Ridge in Warrenton.  I'll let y'all know what it's like and how my game is progressing tomorrow night.


Sean's Day 6 -- So freaking hot!

Hi Y'all!

We made it almost exactly 40 miles today -- all before lunch. I was pretty proud of that, but it was just so hot after noon. It was over 85, and Brett and I both agreed we should stop for the day.

For those who don't know much about MS, you should know that there are pretty much just two things that are scientifically proven to cause problems for those of us who have it -- smoking and getting overheated. I don't smoke, and I do what I can to deal with the heat. That is one of the things that concerns folks about my doing this ride, but I'm trying to be smart.

Tomorrow we'll get up early and either make it to Illinois or very close to the border. I'm actually not sure how we are going to get from the Katy Trail to the TransAmerica Trail. I haven't been able to find a route that really makes sense -- Brett is trying to figure it out right now.

By the way, I have a fun story about Brett from today. I wonder if it would embarrass him. Maybe. Just suffice it to say that it includes him lounging around with his head wrapped in a towel, glued to the Soap Opera Channel. 'Nuff said.

Making this trip work every day is going to be very tough, but I'm going to keep pushing every day, and we will finish.

By the way, as I was writing tonight, we received a $200 contribution online, through this blog -- 100% of which will go directly to the National Multiple Sclerosis Society (I'm going to cover the small PayPal charge). Very cool.

Have a great night!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
www.MissouriToManhattan.com
seanspence@earthlink.net

Sean's Day 5 -- Catching Up

Hi Y'all!

Sorry for the lapse in writing from me (although I sure appreciate Brett keeping things going). On Friday night, I ended up getting stuck with no Internet access, and last night -- well, no excuse for last night, so thank goodness for Brett!

The trip continues to come together, and I feel more and more confident that we can get it done (even with a fairly steep learning curve). I rode 73.33 miles yesterday and still suspect we can be completely back on schedule by Wednesday evening (when we will have a party at my mom's house, in Madisonville, KY, my hometown).

Here are a few highlights from the last few days:

- Lunch with my college friend Marnie Morgan's (now Oetting) church secretary Sue, and Sue's mother, Lupe. We just kind of stumbled onto them at a restaurant in Higginsville. They ended up paying for our lunch and contributing a memory card for our camera. Is that cool or what? They were both incredibly nice ladies, and yet another example of the generosity of the road.

- Friday night I ended up staying in Arrow Rock (yes, we had backtracked from Columbia because we had to be there for our event and my Rotary club meeting -- but rest assured, we will always go back and cover and skipped miles with my bike -- no cheating!). I stopped in at a little restaurant and the owner called all over town, trying to find a place for me to stay. She finally did, and I ended up at Borgman's (owned and operated by Kathy Borgman). She gave me an incredibly reduced rate for a beautiful room and a bag of homemade cinnamon roles when I left in the morning.

- Last night, Brett and I stayed with Susan Montee in Jefferson City and are heading out in about five minutes (at 6:20). Susan made us an awesome steak dinner and we watched Will Ferrell's "Blades of Glory" afterward (because it was also about, uh, athletic excellence, just like my bike ride). Susan makes a killer steak.

Have a great Sunday!

- sean

Sean Spence
MS Advocate
http://www.missouritomanhattan.com/
seanspence@earthlink.net

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Day 4: going strong

Today is looking to be Sean's best day yet.  He has yet to be able to get on and post, but he wanted me to send the message that he made an error in an earlier post.  We have to be in Madisonville, KY by Wednesday, not Thursday, so Sean will be peddling his butt off the next 5 days.  Please send your well wishes.

Friday, September 07, 2007

Day 4: Disc golf and separation

Sean's without his laptop.   He's learned that riding at night is less than safe (and probably a little creepy, though he didn't say so).  I found a friend's house to crash at tonight and Sean's holing up in some small town bread and breakfast.  He's going to take off from there in the morning and I'm just going to call him when I wake up.  I think he covered something like 50 miles today.  We're getting a lot more organized,  and Sean is looking less tuckered-out after long rides.

I drove back today to play the Marshall disc golf course because I didn't get to yesterday.  There's no cement tees, but it has really deep baskets that lock the discs in.  The layout for the first 8 holes created lots of long walks between holes, and the holes themselves were lengthy.  I played the blue (back) tees when I could find them, and really got to let loose with my TeeBird and Surge.  The middleish third of the course was tight, maybe 15 feet wide at some points, which provided a nice compliment to the long open holes.  The final three holes are each interesting in their own way.  There doesn't appear to be a strong disc golf community there, though, because I played on a Friday evening and didn't see another player and there were extensive spider webs blocking what should have been well-traveled areas.

As for my game, I'm getting my feel back for how far to toss mid range shots, and my Classic Roc was on fire in the tight holes.  However, it's still difficult to play a course for the first time and know the right shot to play every time, so I was two over with bogeys on 9 and 14.  I did have like a 500 ft (downhill of course) drive on hole 8 that made my day.  I should have made the putt, but I was staring a spider in the face and it really got in my head.

Check back later to hear from Sean.

Day 4: Lunch with Sue and Lupe

So, I've re-engaged after doing some work for State Rep. Jeff Roorda this morning, and the afternoon began with a pleasant start.

I've always been a believer that most people in this world are good and want to do good things. I've said to Sean that this trip is not restoring my faith in my fellow humans, but reassuring it in an incredible way.

Today for lunch Sean and I found ourselves at a restaurant that had food so delicious, it had more customers than seats. It was a blessing for us, though, because Sue and her mother, Lupe, were kind enough to let us join them. Sue had more letters in her last name than I can remember, but I do remember she was a secretary for the local church, St. Paul's if memory serves me right. And Lupe was a foster grandmother to some youths in town.

I'm actually writing this post from the Marshall Public Library, and in the office next to me it looks as if someone is interviewing to be the new librarian, which, coincidentally, Sue's daughter, a senior in high school, has talked becoming. It looks like it's much more than books, Sue. : )

Sue and Lupe's kindness knew no bounds, as Sue suprised us by picking up our check without us even knowing (she's so sly). Then, as Sean and I were getting his bike off the car, Sue and Lupe came up and gave us a memory card for Sean's new digital camera. We had made the mistake of buying one that held only a few pictures, and Sue said she had one left from her daughter's trip to New York, that could hold hundreds of photos.

We said thank you, but I wish there were stronger words. I say thank you when someone holds a door open for me or says "God bless you" when I sneeze; I have no idea what to say when a perfect stranger does this much. Sue and Lupe will forever be in my thoughts. I hope something good happens for them today.