Mystery Ride

As far back as I can recall, probably starting when I was around 6 years old, I remember that on the occasional Saturday or Sunday my mother would tell me that we were taking a drive. Of course I’d ask, “Where are we going, Mama?” and she’d slyly smile and say, “We’re going on a mystery ride.”  A “mystery ride” never ceased to induce excitement and curiosity in me.

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Where will the road take us?

To see where we’re heading, read on…