The Woods called my name on this first day of fall. We returned from Maine Tuesday and Wednesday it was 100 degrees in Little Egypt. However today it is much more seasonal and the leaves are beginning to turn colors and some are falling. I thought of Emily and what a wonderful person she is. She visited Jonathon both last year and on our current Maine Holiday. Emily enhances our Maine Experience and she is a great friend.

‘If you missed the train I’m on you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

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hundred miles, a hundred miles. A hundred miles, a hundred miles. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.

Lord, I’m one, Lord I’m two, Lord I’m three, Lord I’m four. Lord, I’m five hundred miles away from home.

Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home. Lord, I’m five hundred miles away from home.

Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name, Lord I can’t go back home this ole way

This ole way, this ole way, this ole way, this ole way. Lord, I can’t go back home this ole way.

If you missed the train I’m on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.’

Hedy West

When I hear the lovely words of this song…I can relate. We all feel alone at times and we suffer and we are afraid and we long for our home. Thoughtless actions by our friends can make us feel five hundred miles away from home.

So my favorite time of year is here…and I am home. I wonder how my brothers and sisters of my human family…feel alone and five hundred miles away from home…without a shirt on their back or a penny to their name. I wonder how many of them want to come home…’ but they, ‘Can’t go back home this ole way.’