Polly gets her Letters
In the mid-80’s she decided to quit a good paying job selling insurance and converted her 1967 Plymouth Valiant into a makeshift motorhome. She removed the backseat, put in a sheet of plywood and a mattress to make a bed, and traveled all over this beautiful country of ours. She named that little car Polly, Polly Plymouth to be exact.
As she traveled, she met many incredible people along the way. I loved listening to her stories about them as well as reading about them in her journals after she passed.
As much as I admired her courage and bravery, never in a million years would I have imagined that I would follow in her footsteps and do the same thing. God had other plans though. After 30 years running a nonprofit youth sports organization, it was now time for me to spread my wings and really fly.
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