I saw my beloved Mississippi River, dry in the summer haze, low water, with its big rank smell that smells like the raw body of America itself – Kerouac 12/07/201130/07/2016 by AngelfromMontgomery, posted in Blogging, Friends, heaven, Nature, Praying for peace., Quotations, Travel He threw the maps up on the dash; when we saw the Mississippi he knew I knew my way home. LaCrosse, WI
