Kingsland, GA

Timothy got here Sunday in the late afternoon, dropped off by aunt, uncle, and cousin from near Pensacola. Two blocks up the road they picked us up again and took us out to eat, and then back on the route we walked into downtown Jacksonville. The first place we tried to sleep for the night was on some sort of deck with a roof at a community college, and though it didn't seem like there was anybody around, we were woken up around one or so by a couple of security officers, saying that we had to leave. So we packed up our stuff and wandered in circles for a bit, then found another spot outside Jacksonville's huge Baptist church and went to sleep again. At three thirty a security guard found us and simply yelled "Alright, time to wake up!" before walking away with his flashlight, examing shrubs and the like. We waited a little bit, and it didn't seem like he was coming back so we simply went back to sleep. At five thirty he found us again and yelled "Hey, I'm not going to ask you again! You need to leave!" A few blocks away we found a condemned building with a big porch, and slept there until seven thirty when a police car showed up, called to duty by some friendly neighbor or another. The deputy ran our id's and then drove us back to the downtown library. All in all it wasn't a good night for Timothy's first on the road.
Tuesday we met the Clarks, Allan and Silvana, who drive the Soles4Souls motor home around the country. They picked us up at noon and took us to lunch, then we drove to our first distribution and gave away shoes to foster children and families throughout the afternoon. In the evening, after driving to the beach and eating dinner, they put us up in a hotel for the night, and got us back on our route north of Jacksonville yesterday morning. The Clarks have been in the big blue motor home for a year and a half, and will be giving us support along the way as we go through distribution cities. They are both wonderfully energetic about what they do, and we look forward to meeting up with them again in Savannah.
Last night we crossed into Georgia, after 400 miles of Florida coast, and put up our tent on a grassy corner. Things have certainly changed, now that Timothy is here, and I think there will be a transition period for both of us, but for the most part it's a good change, as far as I'm concerned.