SEP 06, 1995

GUEST ROOM

It started to sprinkle around thirteen miles out of Nolansville on ALT US 31. I increased my pace a bit to get in front of the showers. By the time that I got into Nolansville. IN, it had stopped raining.

I rode around town some to see if I could find a church that might have an evening service. I found my way over to the Baptist church. Before the time when the service should be starting I had a good time talking with the pastor. He was phasing himself out of the church because he lived now about an hour's drive away.

Nobody showed up for the evening service. It could have been because of the weather. Before leaving the pastor called around and talked with one of the deacons of the Catholic church. I was told to go and meet the deacon at the church.

When I got there, the deacon said that the church had prepared a room for people in need and I was offered the use of it. In the basement of the church was a room set up like a studio apartment that even had a shower. There was a stocked kitchen and I was told to eat anything that I wanted for my evening