Pilgrims’ Paths

It’s hard to imag­ine them beneath eight-lane auto­bahns, above 10 mile tun­nels, ply­ing their way through indus­trial and com­mer­cial cen­ters. But there they are, the pil­grims’ paths of yore. So often they are buried by asphalt, obscured by hous­ing devel­op­ments, or even lost in plain sight amongst the sen­sory jun­gle that con­stantly assaults our eyes and ears and noses. Thou­sands, even mil­lions, retrace their steps daily. They are going to work, to school, to a meet­ing, haul­ing mer­chan­dise and equip­ment. They go in cars and trucks and trains and busses. Some hearty few go on bicy­cles, under their own power. Some still go on foot. We con­sider it a priv­i­lege to be among their num­ber. Con­tinue read­ing →