i packed my bags (my truck) and hit the road. i drove to my aunts house just outside of atlanta, ga and spent the night there then the next morning drove to a phone booth out in the middle of a tobacco field in the middle of nowhere amelia, va as instructed by my college friend i was going to stay with til i got a job. after driving all that way (later i found out door step to door step it’s right at 1,000 miles) i ended up at this phone booth. i called my friend to instruct me the rest of the way and he was not home and it started to rain. (believe it or not this was before cell phones. imagine that, yes there was a time when we did not have cell phones available like today 4-21-07) that was not a good feeling. once i made contact and got settled in at my friends farm house in amelia, va i starting driving in to richmond everyday to look for jobs, combing the sunday newspaper, setting up interviews. i only knew of 2 routes to take in and out of richmond and 1 main street into downtown that i felt comfortable with, without getting lost. that was interstate 64 in and hull street rd. out…once in town i felt safe with monument ave. which turns into franklin street to get to downtown and i have a specific parking spot to where i felt safe my truck would not get towed (a mississippi boy never had to worry about parking before). and from that parking spot i walked to every downtown interview.
