North Carolina -You are halfway there.

My wife just got back from North Carolina , visiting with a friend who is getting treatment for terminal brain cancer We spent time today discussing what the near future would look like. I asked her what she thought of North Carolina. Well Duke has tremendous hospitals. Other than that she didn’t see much.

I wish I had a decent seque to this story , I don’t

North Carolina Antidote

I used to live back east. One day we were traveling from Williamsburg, Virginia to Atlanta Georgia. . There were a bunch of locals sitting around talking about the Tar Heels on July 3.. it wasn’t even basketball season..

I walked up to the guy behind the counter and I asked how far is it to Atlanta?.

His response back to me was

“You are halfway there.”

I don’t know how he did that math because he didn’t know where I was coming from.

James Taylor

Carolina In My Mind”

In my mind I’m going to Carolina. Can’t you see the sunshine, can’t you just feel the moonshine?
Ain’t it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind? Yes, I’m going to Carolina in my mind.

Y’all have a nice day.

One response to “North Carolina -You are halfway there.”

  1. vermavkv Avatar

    Thank you for sharing this reflection. There’s a quiet tenderness in the way you move from the seriousness of your wife visiting a friend facing such a difficult illness to the small, almost humorous memory from your travels. Life often unfolds exactly like that—moments of heaviness side by side with simple human encounters that stay with us for years.

    Your story about the man behind the counter saying, “You are halfway there,” made me smile. Sometimes those brief exchanges capture the spirit of a place better than anything else. It also feels fitting alongside the mention of James Taylor and Carolina in My Mind—that sense of memory, distance, and the way certain places linger in our thoughts long after we’ve left them.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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