Note: This is being written to be added to The City Wire (Fort Smith, Arkansas's community online) as a blog post that , even though I’ve already added several blog posts to TCW a “a pilgrim,” will be my way of coming out of nonexistence to the readers of TCW.

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I am a pilgrim

The term pilgrim is not a term that I had ever identified myself with. Until, that is, one of my “keyboard pals” (when I was a kid we referred to such relationships as being “pen pals”), after we had been having a robust exchange of perspectives, indicated to me that I was a pilgrim. And, with his indication, he also sent me the link to Enna singing the song, Pilgrim. After listening to the song, reading the lyrics and looking up the definition of the word pilgrim, my friend’s indication hit home. Yeah, I’m a pilgrim!

When I looked up pilgrim in Wikipedia the first sentence was all I needed. Here’s that sentence: “A pilgrim (from the

Latin peregrinus) is a traveller (literally one who has come from afar) who is on a journey to a holy place.” This sentence is both a concise and accurate description of what I am being, doing and having. But, I want to point out, it is not a description of who or what I am. That’s another story.