Like a well-crafted stage play, Just Passin' Thru delivers one suspenseful scene after another. But in this historic setting — a store on the Appalachian Trail called Mountain Crossings — the characters who show up are no fictional creations. They are the real-life stars of the author’s new life as a backpack-purging, canteen-selling, hostel-running, bandage-taping, lost-child finding, argument-settling, romance-fixing, chili-making man of many faces. Like any good drama, there are the good guys (and gals) and the weirdos, too. Some show up once (and that’s enough), and some appear again and again. Some are friends, and some dangerous. But all are united by two things: the author’s story-capturing talent, and whatever it is that lures them to attempt (or conquer) a 2,200-mile path that climbs and plummets from Georgia to Maine.
In Just Passin' Thru, his first book, Porter tells the story of this historic trading post and sketches some of the memorable souls who have passed through it - looking for gear or a place to sleep, coffee or gossip, souvenirs or advice - ...
T.C. Carter spent a major part of his life in the west, and has had a fascination with cowboys since he was a very young boy.
A quirky and delightful march! There is only a single trumpet part and three snare drum parts.
This book will change your life!
This is the true story of Ernest Parnell, and his family.
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... Wyoming, And I'm leaving her to you . . . Enjoy . . . but treat her gently, friend, 'Cause we're all just passin' thru.“ —by Howard Ballew Jackson Resident Jackson, Wyoming, circa 1900-1997 f hapler 1. . . ..§! . g " Ric 54 Just Passin' ...
... Just Passin ' Thru He claimed to be one of those few Who detested what tech writers do , So as the years rolled by , He continued to cry " I'll be gone soon - I'm just passin ' thru . " Quoth he to all who would hear : " Tech writin's ...
It seemed the perfect place to lie low.