There's a Story in that Sign...

I wasn’t expecting to find a story today. It was sleeting as I left home to run a couple of errands. I wasn’t expecting the sleet either. As I was leaving the store, I spotted a guy sitting at a table under cover out of the sleet having a cup of coffee. Behind him was a fully-loaded backpack, a well-worn hiking stick (not your fancy trekking pole, but a stick), and a water jug attached to the pack. The gentleman was dressed to ward off the cold the best he could. It was 33 degrees and the sleet was continuing.
 
I decided my days of being chicken to approach strangers were over! So I walked up to him trying to figure out what to say. Basically I asked where he was headed, assuming he was a backpacker and perhaps was planning to get back on the Palmetto Trail which runs through town.
 
He was a bit apprehensive about my question but was willing to talk. However, he wasn’t willing to have his photo taken. He did say I could take a picture of his pack. His name is William Glenn Gibson and he said he’s been on the road since August. He doesn’t appear to have any destination in mind though he mentioned going to the town library to get out of the cold. He then said I could take a photo of his sign, which explains it all. He pulls out a carefully lettered and folded cardboard sign and sets it up for me to photograph. Mr. Gibson says that sign says everything he needs told. 
 
I took my photos, gave him a small donation, and wished him luck. Maybe our paths will cross again and I’ll discover more.
 
Take care William Glenn Gibson.

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