I was raised by racists, and then one day it just went away

[1-Old-Man]

52. Good points ....

I am guessing about the 75 miles, it was a couple of hours in the car after he turned to the east. If I could remember the name of the town I could tell you just how far it actually was but the name eludes me to this day - but there was a guy named Dawson who was running for some office, he had paper posters on just about every utility pole I passed.

And why eastern Georgia, which very well may not have been any safer for a traveling boy-child, well, that's where the roads I needed were. Once again from memory, but as I recall I had to go down 301 just about to the Florida border, or at least to Brunswick, and then I think I got onto 17 for the short hop down to Jacksonville and probably US-1 the rest of the way. As I said, there were short sections of I-95 that had opened by that time but broken routes do not make for good traveling for a hitch-hiker.