Walkin' Quincy

Imagine it's summer of 1970 and you're running for the U.S. Senate from Florida. You're an unknown state senator from a small county nobody has heard of. Your friends don't think you can win. Your colleagues don't think you have a prayer. But your spouse suggests that you walk the state to get your name and your convictions out there and let the people decide. So you go to Century way out in the Panhandle and start walking. About a hundred miles later you're strolling into Quincy. Maybe you stop of AJ's Chicken and Things for a bit to eat and some conversation. Then you keep on walkin'...

For my last post on Quincy, I've stitched together some of my pictures to track the walk through the town: Almost to Quincy. Farmer's market on the right.

The Historic District. Art gallery on the right.

Turn around and you see this.

Maybe you stop in the police station to chat.

Turn around and you see this.

22 miles to Tally!!