Stories from the Road – The RV in the Sod Field

There are fascinating stories all around us if only we will pay attention. Each day on my way to work I pass by several fascinating “mysteries” and points of interest that I have decided to share here. It’s all a part of the ordinary every day life we each live, but too seldom pause to appreciate how truly extraordinary life really is.

I have chosen to start with this simple image that evokes such mystery to me. Here was the view from my passenger window several days ago.

Out the window of Big Daddy, my Ram 3500

Besides immediately noticing the awesome side mirror that shows both behind and the blind spots in Big Daddy (that’s what I named my Ram 3500, and yes fellas, of course he has the 6.7L Cummins turbo under the hood!) Look out the window, at the field. Do you see it?

This motor home showed up close to a year ago. One day there it was, pulling a car behind it parked in the middle of this sod field. Soon the car was unhitched. One day an older man was pushing a lawn mower, tending to the grass on each side of the long driveway into his “home” spot

I was fascinated. Why on earth would someone choose to set up camp in the middle of a field in Sampson County NC? Sidenote: my ride takes me across Johnston County, Sampson County, Johnston County again, Sampson County again and then into Harnett County so I am not 100% sure it is in Sampson County; I’ll have to pay better attention to the Welcome To / You are Leaving signs. Back to my story… Why on earth would someone pick that particular spot to bring an RV and car to and set up camp? Out in the middle of the country, nothing much around, shows no signs of building a house or making a permanent structure, simply has the RV parked there and is settled in for however long.

Winter came and one day I noticed something I had missed – even though I looked at it every day of the work week. Zooming in a bit. Look closer.

RV in the Sod Field

Fascinating, isn’t it? For those like me who for far too long looked but did not see I will zoom again in case you do not see it.

Closer still…

There it is, surrounded by trees and brush

Fascinating, isn’t it? And a bit melancholy? I wonder if this was his home place, the house where he grew up?

Isn’t it funny how life takes us full circle sometimes? We grow up, can’t wait to move on and move “up” and climb that old ladder of success only to to find one day we wake up and want to go back. Back to a simpler time, get off the ever spinning hamster wheel and climb down OFF the “ladder of success”. We long to return to a simpler time.

I wonder if any of those memories of the times he spent here are now – from the other side of life- the sweetest and most treasured memories he has? I don’t see anyone else there and no animals. The house is in such disrepair it probably is not worth breathing new life into. I don’t see him outside too often but the car is moved around often so someone is still there. There he is, living the day to day.

Some days I wonder if it is love or hate that draws him there? What if it is hate, memories of a terrible life he thought he would never be free of. What if he stays there in defiance of situations or people in life that threatened to defeat him? What if it is victory that drew him back? Victory over all that made him who he is?

Or perhaps, it is simply love that draws him back. Love for people and times now past. Coming home. Home to a place where the memories are alive and well within his soul. Where the peace and love of long past family lingers and soothes his soul. I hope he is there for love, not hate. I hope whoever this fellow sojourner is that he has peace, and finds love and joy in sweet memories of those who have past before him.

Sometimes I think about stopping and asking this man his story, but I want to respect his privacy. And, truth be told, I want to believe that he has come home to a place where the grass is green, the air is fresh, the memories are sweet and the love of a family now passed and waiting on the other side is enough to sustain a wandering fellow sojourner until he too passes from this earth and goes home. This is my prayer for him.


On March 13 in North Carolina, United States and World History …

1781     Sir William Herschel discovered Uranus, he named it ‘Georgium Sidus,’ in honor of King George III.

1793   Eli Whitney patents the cotton gin

1821  North Carolina’s first attorney general, Waightstill Avery, died in Morganton. A native of Connecticut, the Princeton-educated Avery came to North Carolina by way of Edenton in 1769 and was granted permission to practice law in the state. While living in Charlotte in 1772, Avery was elected to serve in the provincial assembly.

He was a signer of the 1775 Mecklenburg Resolves that declared all laws of the British Crown void and suspended authority of the King and Parliament.

Instrumental in establishing North Carolina’s early statehood, Avery served on the committee to draft the state’s first constitution and literally wrote most of the document. He attended the first meeting of the General Assembly held in New Bern in 1777, and while there was appointed North Carolina’s first attorney general.

For his part in the revolutionary cause, Lord Charles Cornwallis had Avery’s office set afire.

Married with four children, Avery joined his family in Burke County at Swan Pond plantation after the Revolution. Between 1782 and 1796 he served several terms in the state House of Commons and one senate term.
Avery was known for his manners, gentlemanly demeanor and his adherence to colonial-style dress.

1935   A three-thousand-year-old archive is found in Jerusalem confirming biblical history.

1937    Maj. Gen. Henry Wolfe Butner, a native of Surry County North Carolina and commander of the First Artillery Brigade in World War I, died. Butner received the Distinguished Service Medal and the Silver Star among other commendations for his wartime service.  He was also briefly the commander at Fort Bragg Army Base in North Carolina.

1941     Hitler issues an edict calling for an invasion of the Soviet Union.

1942     Julia Flikke of the Nurse Corps becomes the first woman colonel in the U.S. Army.

1974     The U.S. Senate votes 54-33 to restore the death penalty.








March 5, 1929 David Dunbar Buick Dies

In 1869 David Dunbar Buick dropped out of school at age 15 to assist his fulfilling his family’s financial need by taking a job at a plumbing goods company. When the company ran into trouble in 1882 Buick and a partner bought it out, revitalizing it and turning it into a successful business once again.

That all changed in the 1890s when Buick discovered a new interest, internal combustion engines. The plumbing company was sold and Buick used his new free time and capital to start the Buick Auto-Vim and Power Company in 1899, which produced motor-car bodies and internal combustion engines for agricultural use. He quickly turned to automotive development and after creating a revolutionary “valve in-head” overhead valve engine, he founded Buick Motor Company in 1903 with a loan from friend and fellow auto enthusiast Benjamin Briscoe. David Dunbar Buick was the creator of the infant Model B back in 1904. This is how the Buick history started, and today it’s growing to be one of the most successful luxury American car brands out there.

In 1911, four years ahead of Ford, Buick introduced its first closed-body car and by 1914, the company introduced the 5-passenger Touring which, as the name implies, could seat up to 5 passengers.

1906 Buick Touring, #131, By F. D. Richards, CC2.0

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F. D. Richards, CC2.0\