February, page 4
February journal entry 3-26-06 (continued)
It only took a couple of hours for me to get to Breese and find the Knights of Columus Hall. I was there total about 1
hour.  I talked with a lot of people about my walk.











As I got ready to leave one guy told me there was a room reserved for me already paid for at the Breese Inn.  I was
taken back by their kindness.  It was so nice to sleep in a bed & take a hot shower.  I would like to say to the people of
Breese, Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kindness.  If I ever decide to move to Illinois, Breese will be
the place.  Take care all, Gary, "Keep on Walking, one foot in front of the other."

Journal entry, 2-27-06
Today I had breakfast at PJ's Dinner in Breese.  It was a very nice place and the breakfast was outstanding.  I met the
workers there and here's their pictures.











After breakfast I started walking from Breese to Carlisle.  As I was leaving town, Kelly Schomaker with the Breese
Journal caught up with me for an interview.  She really is a great reporter.  She was so kind and friendly and had a
unique way of asking questions.   It made me want to talk with her all day.  But after about 10 minutes, I bid her
farewell and continued on my walk toward Carlyle.










This was a very tough walk.  There was no shoulder to walk on and the traffic was unrelenting.  I'm afraid tonight my
knees will hurt and keep me awake.  I know this walk is tough and I am not complaining.  I only want to let everyone
know the good & the bad about a walk like this.  Sometimes when a big truck comes by and blows my hat off, or I slide
on the rocks and fall down, I must ask myself is there not a easier way to lose weight.  But the pain is real and the
cramps and aches are real.  Losing weight is real.  My walking across America to lose weight is real.  I will suffer many
hardships during this walk.  But to stay focused on the end result is what I must do.

I arrived at Cruisers Diner at about 6:15 pm.  It seems to be the place to go in  Carlyle.  Once again the people were
nice.  One couple recognized me and came over.  We talked for a while & I inducted them into my new friend list.  So
here is their picture.










It is nearly 7 pm now and I am writing this Journal.   I am getting very tired and still have to find a place to pitch my
tent.  I will finish it tomorrow.

It is now the next day.  Last night I found a nice quiet spot on a grassy area next to a river.  The night went fairly
smooth.  I slept real good until 3 am.  It started getting cold so I fired up my heater.  At day light I tore down and
packed.   Gary, "Keep on Walking, one foot in front of the other."


Journal entry, 2-28-06
As I prepared to leave Carlyle I saw a sign that said 14 miles to Sandoval.  I noticed it was about 7:15 am and I figured
I could make it before dark, no problem.  I was counting on something like a store being some where along the way.  I
was wrong.  Three miles out of Carlyle I noticed a business open and I went inside to ask if I could charge my cell
phone.  They said okay and I charged it for about 20 minutes.  They told me there was nothing before I get to
Sandoval.  I met 4 really great guys there and we talked about my cross country walk.  Here are their pictures:














All I had was two bottles of water and 4 packages of cheese crackers.  There was barely a shoulder to walk on.  On
each side of the road there was a deep drain ditch.  All the fields were only prickly corn stalks, left over from the fall
harvest.  It was impossible to sit down or rest.  Soon I started feeling tired and hungry.  Imagine this, Walking on a
shoulder facing traffic and stepping off onto a steep embankment to allow cars and trucks to pass every 10 to 30
seconds.  It took about 11.5 hours to walk these 14 miles.  I was beyond being exhausted by the time I got to
Sandoval. When I finally got there, I had to walk nearly 2 miles to the other side of town just to find something open.  I
stopped at Fat's.  I went inside and asked if they sold food.  The owner, going by the name everyone called him, was
Boog.  He gave me a bowl of "Green eyed split pea stew."  It was so good I asked for another bowl.

















Boog said his Stew came from a home made recipe handed down.  I can tell you for sure, at that moment it was the
best stew I ever had.  I ate 2 bowls.  I got to know a few people and took their pictures.  My new friend list continues to
grow.

I continued on to the other side of town and set up camp across from Hucks store in a nice field.  I had a very good
sleep and didn't have to use the heater.  

I am getting more and more used to sleeping in the tent.  It is becoming like a home to me.  My Castle.  Take care all,
Gary, "Keep on Walking, one foot in front of the other."
Andy & Nichelle
Zieren, Carlyle
Kelly Schomaker, With
the Breese Journal
Nice bunch of
new friends at the
Chicken dinner.
"Boog", The owner
of Fat's in Sandoval
Go to the March Journal
from the left:  Shawn Walts,
Mike Sronce, Levi Sronce,
Kirt Loddeke.  They work at
Kinkelman Landscaping
about 3 miles east of Carlyle
Rodger
Teitsort,
Sandoval
From left,
Shirley Miller,
Doug Blunt,
Blonde
Jack & Vickie Eddinger
PJ's Crew
Gina Martin &
Kristi Keilbach