The Twisty Thirty Six

Dear Henry, A few years ago, to celebrate the end of his US Army service (which included two deployments to Afghanistan), my oldest son decided he wanted to "drive across the country." Fish rode his motorcycle to Fort Bragg, North Carolina, and the pair rode their bikes from Fort Bragg to Savannah to see our middle son, who was stationed at Fort Stewart at the time. Then, the two rode to Denver, Colorado. A few months later, my oldest son and I would complete the cross-country trip by car from Denver, Colorado, to Redwoods National Park in California. The trip was odd for me. My health had just caused me to retire, and I wasn't feeling my best. For the first time, I wasn't "the adult" in the situation. The trip involved a couple of really grueling drives. The first was across the Extra-Terrestrial Highway, and the second was California Highway 36. They were also back-to-back drives. It was on Highway 36 that I ceased to be an adult and had to re...