Day 60 Norfolk, Nebraska
After 4
days on the Cowboy Trail, I arrived in the city of Norfolk, Nebraska
(population 25,000). It boasts, among
other things, of being the birth place of Johnny Carson who had visited many
times during his years as the host of the tonight show. One can find murals around the city and his
ghost looms large.
It is a
beautiful and thriving city with beautiful parks and bike paths. It is strange to see traffic lights and neon
signs for the first time in a very long time.
I am grateful for the hospitality of the Natalie and John Garden who
welcomed me into their home and gave me a sumptuous feast of blackened
snapper. It was such a relief to break
bread with folks in their homes after three days of peanut butter and apple in
my hotel room.
Natalie
is one of the wardens at Trinity Episcopal Church, and I enjoyed the
opportunity to chat with her and John about the joys and anxieties of church
leadership. We spoke of the importance
of creating a space where estranged people can feel welcome, supported,
encouraged, and loved. I am grateful
that they came with me to the worship service on Sunday morning during which
time the rector, Peter Jark-Swain blessed me for my journey. Later he took me out to lunch at a wonderful
local Mexican restaurant during which time we chatted about both the joy and
the cruelty which can be experienced within a church community. I am grateful for his words of comfort and
encouragement. I stayed in Norfolk until
the threat of rain ended and continued my journey eastward.
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