Detours and Triple Deuces by Keysha Whitaker

I once took Route 1 from Virginia to New Jersey by using a AAA atlas. This was around 2000 – way before Google Maps or the guiding voice of Siri. In my black Dodge Neon, I pulled over periodically to check the way, using my finger to follow the road off the page and onto the next when I crossed state lines. When I finally left the main road for the highway, I felt like I was Lewis or Clark or Jacques Motherfucking Cousteau. Almost twenty years later, when I first moved to Reading, Pennsylvania, I stared at a new … Continue reading Detours and Triple Deuces by Keysha Whitaker