A few posts ago I showed this photo.

I found it in a computer lab two years ago last June as I was leaving for a summer break of my own.  I was compelled to record the image.  I have no idea who wrote this.  It looked sad and significant at the same time.  When I took this picture I did not know I would be leaving my job this summer at this school to take another position at a different school.  I wrote about all this recently.  And as predicted, I wrote the following on this same white board two years later.

My last day working for the Medora Community School Corp. in Medora, Indiana was June 12, 2015.  When I turned my key in, Carrie, my dear wife, and I walked out the door and drove to Akron, Ohio.  This was our stop as we traveled on the next day to Hancock, Massachusetts.

On our way Saturday, we drove the length of the New York Thruway from Western New York, we went by Buffalo and Syracuse, all the way to Albany.  This was a toll road.  I was impressed with this road.   When you get on it, the first mileage sign says Albany 342 and New York 490.  You better pack a lunch.  We got off at Albany and took a highway to our destination from there…some thirty-five minutes later.

The New York Thruway should be applauded…excuse me a moment while I clap my hands.  There, I clapped my hands for a few seconds.  Those of you who follow speaktherights.com know I CAN’T STAND IT when people are looking at their phone as they drive down the road.  On the New York Thruway, I found this sign and others like it on multiple occasions:

The good folks in New York State  are encouraging people to pull off the road when they need to send a text message.   God Bless Them!

Yesterday Carrie and I went to Pittsfield, Mass.  We have been there before.  The local library, they call it the Berkshire Athenaeum, houses a Herman Melville room that is unreal.

There was a wonderful display of American flags in the middle of town.  I took some pictures of them.

I also took a picture of Carrie and myself.  Still have the Medora shirt on.

Not for long.

When I get home I will be wearing BLUE.  On Thursday last, I was named one of the school counselors at North Harrison High School.  I am so looking forward to working closer to home while having the ability to help students in my own back yard.

Speaking the rights.

Danny Johnson