Bobby Wild -N- Cool

I was on my way to help my brother with some welding this week, and I saw a fella sitting on the side of the road. He was holding up a home made sign that said "Bobby Wild -N- Cool... PRICE". I was only about 45 minutes away from price, and I was all alone, so I thought- "what the heck"

I turned around and picked him up. He introduced himself as Bobby, and showed me his Arizona D.L. I introduced myself and showed him that I had a loaded pistol in the compartment behind the passenger chair. In other words, we had an accord. I agreed to take him as far as the local mission in Helper Ut.

I am glad I stopped; B.W.N.C. and myself had a great time riding through the canyon. He told me of his travels and I shared a few of my own. He told me that he has been a "traveler on a mission" for the last 3 years. He said that recently he has noticed that people have become more friendly toward hitchhikers. He explained that more people take the time to be nice and talk to him.

He told me that he hitched his first ride (in price canyon) back in 1978 - I told him I was a 5 year old baby boy sleeping in my bed, about 2 miles away- as the crow goes...

As I reflect on it now, he may have been my Guardian Angel?

He did look a bit like the LORD as I picture him... tan skin, brown hair that hit his shoulders, a kind smile, and a clear pair of eyes that looked as clean as pure blown glass; like they had been dipped from the oceans of heaven...

And one more thing... At one point in the ride, he took a moment to show me a fresh wound in his right palm that he got while roofing in Arizona 2 days back...

After thinking about it, I thought of the hymn "A poor wayfaring man of grief"...

I swear before the god that made me, every word I have printed here is true...

what a good drive that was... A little spooky too.

DD