Best Wishes, Travelers!

A farewell to friends on their merry journey, as several carloads head for Chicago.

I dedicate to all of you a Song of the Open Road (as I do love my Walt Whitman)

Here is a portion of the poem for you:

"Allons! whoever you are, come travel with me!
Traveling with me, you find what never tires.

The earth never tires;
The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first—Nature is rude and incomprehensible at first;
Be not discouraged—keep on—there are divine things, well envelop’d;
I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Allons! we must not stop here!
However sweet these laid-up stores—however convenient this dwelling, we cannot remain here;
However shelter’d this port, and however calm these waters, we must not anchor here;
However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us, we are permitted to receive it but a little while."

Happy journeys, everyone. :)