Ruthie In The Sky

Ruthie On The Road, Update--Part Two

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 16 May 2013 23:06:00 +0000

                               -SNOW PACK ON THE MOUNTAINS IN COLORADO,
                               IN THE MIDDLE OF MAY,
                               ALL PHOTOS/EDITS BY RUTH RADER-

I left the oil field and traveled to the pass, the BIG JUMP over the hill...and I was astounded by the amount of snow that was still piled-up everywhere!

I tried to spend a night in another yurt but the snow, snow melt and threat of avalanches made that option impossible.

Now I am in Greeley, Colorado and ready to make my way into Kansas. That's where the Wizard is waiting for me.

I'm off to see the Wizard.

Ruthie On The Road, Update--Part One

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 16 May 2013 21:57:00 +0000

                                -HALF ASLEEP, SITTING ON MY BACKPACK,
                               IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT,
                               OUTSIDE NEWPORT, OREGON-

I reactivated my phone and so now I can post some new photos!

-ALL PHOTOS AND EDITS BY RUTH RADER-

Whether it's a pine tree giving the finger or a cop digging in on a Harley...photos are so much fun to take!

-MOTORCYCLE MEDIC, SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT,
NEAR OGDEN, UTAH-
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My new road trip began near the ocean in Oregon. I boarded several buses between Bandon
and Coos Bay, Oregon.

-WAITING FOR A BUS AT COOS BAY, OREGON-

I finally moved far enough inland to the small city of Sweet Home, Oregon. I stepped off the last of the series of buses there and went looking for assistance. I quickly found it.

One minute I was walking down a sidewalk and the next minute I was eating lunch with a member of a church, in the Sweet Home community. He not only bought me a meal but he also bought me a room in a nice mom-and-pop motel, too. I stayed there overnight and the next morning, he drove me out to a good spot where I could begin to hitchhike from.

He prayed with me and then slipped me an envelope with $100 in cash in it. And then he drove away.

I was concerned about how I was going to get through Idaho, since that State is so hell-bent on giving hitchhikers a hassle. But the man assured me that God had heard his prayer and that I would probably get a ride right straight through Idaho.

I did.

But I got a ride to Cascade, Oregon first. I was propositioned by a local pervert and after I got rid of him, a man from a Nationwide tire company gave me a ride. He ended up driving me over 670 miles from where he picked me up at, to the pretty little town of Tremonton, in northern Utah.

                                -A BEAUTIFUL SUNSET OVER OREGON'S HIGH
                                DESERT-

The man drove all night. By the time that we  reached Tremonton, Utah it was morning again and I was totally exhausted. So I said goodbye to my driver, checked into a motel and fell asleep.

The next day, I got a series of rides that eventually got me to "the other side of the mountain." I traveled to Interstate 84 and a ski area known as Heber City, Utah.

Heber City eventually led to a man who works in a huge oil fracking patch in Utah.

After work, he bought me a room (where I stayed by myself) at a Best Western hotel in Vernal, Utah.

The next day, I took a short ride on a Greyhound bus to the small, spit-in-the-sand town of Dinosaur.

I finally made it to the crazy State of Colorado.

Ruthie On The Road, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Mon, 13 May 2013 06:27:00 +0000

The Road Adventure Is Continuing...

...and it's better than a carnival ride.

I have some photos that you might find interesting and I'm going to post them, soon.

The photos include a Utah cop on his Police Harley (he posed for the picture) and a very interesting project in a Utah oil patch.

The past few days have included a nasty bout of diarrhea (I won't ever eat at Carl's Jr., again!), meeting some sweet people in Heber City, Utah (The Ghirardelli Chocolate Girls) and a family who lives in an A-Frame log house.

And then there's my Fracking Friend....but let's wait on that until I post the photos.

Ruthie In The Sky, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Fri, 10 May 2013 21:38:00 +0000

I am now in Tremonton, Utah. Which is significant because I woke up in Sweet Home,
Oregon yesterday. Sweet Home is 676 miles from Tremonton, Utah.

I got a ride to the edge of Sweet Home, yesterday morning. Then the driver said a prayer
for me and slipped $100 into my hand before we said goodbye.

Then I got a ride to Cascade, Oregon where I sat on a guardrail, under the tall pines and waited.
After about two hours, a pervert in a big white pickup, stopped and propositioned me.

"You want to fool around a little?" he asked me.

I leveled him a look that made him sit back in his seat and then I said, "You are the little fool
that I don't want to be around."

Before he drove away, I made sure that he knew that I put a curse on him.

Fifteen minutes later, a guy who works for a nationwide tire chain, stopped and properly
offered me a ride. He drove all afternoon and last night and dropped me off here in Tremonton
earlier today.

Now I am in a motel. I will return to the road when I feel more human, tomorrow morning.

Art At The Inn

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 09 May 2013 15:24:00 +0000

-PHOTOS AND EDITS BY RUTH RADER-

Art is everywhere. And it is definitely at the Sands Inn Park Terrace motel in Fort Morgan,
Colorado.

I stayed there earlier this year. And I took some photos that I think reflect the beauty of the
"little motel that can."

Puppet Man

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 09 May 2013 08:31:00 +0000

For no particular reason...Or is there?

Ruthie On The Road, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 09 May 2013 06:21:00 +0000

                                            GINA DEJESUS' HAND IN THE AIR
                                             AFTER SHE IS FREED
                                             -EDITS BY RUTH RADER USING
                                             PICMONKEY SOFTWARE-


Getting involved:

The Cleveland abduction/imprisonment story has brought involvement back around to the
front of the American consciousness.

And that is right where it should remain from now on.

Intervention with prayer and good intentions is worth something. Apathy, negligence and
convenient ignorance will never contribute anything to the common good.

Yesterday, I woke up in Yachats, Oregon...which is located about 25 miles south of Newport, Oregon. (WEBCAM).

I got a ride to the public library in Newport where I stayed for the majority of the day. Then
I walked down to the edge of town and sat down on my backpack, under a glowing light pole.

It was quiet with the exception of the occasional vehicle passing by. I tried to get a ride but
nobody stopped, so I finally gave up.

Then I leaned back against the light pole and dozed off.

No one ever checked on me or asked me what I was doing there. But the cops ran up and down
the road and kept an eye on me, all night.

When daylight returned, I tried again and got a ride with a guy who was on his way to work. He
drove me from there to downtown Corvallis, Oregon. I got on a series of buses after that and ended up
where I am, tonight: Sweet Home, Oregon.

I am enjoying this motel and I will be going to sleep in a big, comfortable bed, tonight.

Getting involved. It has gifted me with a warm and safe place to stay, tonight. And
tomorrow we will ALL have the chance to do it, again: GET INVOLVED AND
INTERVENE.

                                         -BETH SERRANO, SISTER AMANDA BERRY
                                           AND AMANDA'S DAUGHTER, REUNITED-

And Then There Were Three...

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Wed, 08 May 2013 00:14:00 +0000

"Help me! I'm Amanda Berry. ... I've been kidnapped and I've been missing for 10 years and I'm here. I'm free now," Berry can be heard saying in a recording of the call released by police.--Reuters
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REUTERS: A MISSED OPPORTUNITY?
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The story is slowly unraveling...and if it is all true, then Amanda Berry, Gina Dejesus and Michelle Knight (plus a six-year-old child) are blessed.

REUTERS: RELATED PHOTO SLIDESHOW

The lackadaisical attitude shown by Cleveland law enforcement is reprehensible.

Why didn't somebody just break the door to that horrible house, down?

Doesn't anyone in that neighborhood have a spine?

Let this be a lesson to those who are wondering where another missing child is, right now.

A missing child like Kyron Horman.

Say Something, Sabrina Allen

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Tue, 07 May 2013 21:40:00 +0000

SABRINA FAIR LlORENS ALLEN

"We're absolutely hoping to play that angle she is getting to that age where she is rebelling against whatever in her environment that she is in and wants to learn who she is on her own and maybe she
will reach out and try to find out who she is," said Sabrina's Father, Greg Allen.

FOX NEWS, AUSTIN: NEW INFORMATION
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Years before Kyron Horman went missing in Oregon, Sabrina Allen was kidnapped by her mother, Dara and taken to Mexico. Sabrina was just a young child then.

I have been following Sabrina's case ever since.

As many of you know, I have a tracker on my blog. Yes, I do. And every week or so, I check it.

Over the past two months, I have been receiving increasing hits from Mexico. I also continue to
get hits about Sabrina from Michigan.

Today, when I looked at my tracker, I discovered several hits from Austin, Texas. In fact, I get
quite a few hits, on a regular basis, from all over the State of Texas.

But, today the hits from Austin led me back to the official site for Sabrina.

Now I am publishing this post with the new information and NCMEC's updated, age-enhanced
rendition of how Sabrina may look, today.

I am also asking Sabrina, if by some miracle chance she should read this post, to please send a
message to your family. Let them know that you are alive, Sabrina. They obviously all love you
very much. So Honey, go for it.

You don't know me, Sabrina. But your dad does. And despite everything, his love for you has remained steadfast. You know that you can count on him...that much is obvious.

The ball is finally in your court, Sabrina. Play it. Say something.

Ruthie On The Road, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Tue, 07 May 2013 19:28:00 +0000

Yesterday was "break time over, get out of Dodge (or in this case, Coos Bay, Oregon) day." So I yawned, stretched, packed and left.

I took a series of buses from Coos Bay to Florence, Oregon. Then I tromped down to the corner,
by Highway 101, sat down on my pack and put my thumb out.

The usual band of idiots drove by, along with the normal (and worthwhile) people. The truckers
blew dust at me, one woman (no doubt, a "crack Ho") stopped her "burnt-the-original-paint-off" stolen Toyota pickup and shouted her whiskey-ruined voice, across the road at me.

"I'm only going six miles" she croaked, already eyeing my stuff. I just smiled at her and shook
my head.

"Well" crackled the hag, "Good luck hitchhiking, you bitch."

Then she turned her truck around and drove away.

I sat on my backpack and smiled even more. "She wished me good luck" I thought. And in the
end, good luck is exactly what I got.

A woman, with the most beautiful Pomeranian dog that I have ever seen, stopped her car and
offered me a ride. She ended up taking me to her house. I spent the night there and we shared
a great conversation, good food and played with the puppies (she has several).

I showered, slept, did my laundry and then she drove me to Newport, Oregon. I am almost
done drinking a one liter bottle of Diet Dew (which, once it kicks in, will keep me awake
for hours) and the nice lady fixed me a good lunch that I will enjoy, later.

Yes, I got good luck, alright. And the "crack Ho"?

She probably got another hit.

Craig Newcomer...Moving On~*

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Mon, 06 May 2013 06:22:00 +0000

I have Craig Newcomer on Google alert. That means that any time that Craig is
featured in a news story, I am notified, immediately.

Google sent me a package of articles last week. This is one of them.

Craig stated that he wants to put the whole experience behind him now and move on. I sincerely
hope that he never finds himself in a bad situation, again.

Stay out of the town that displays the "Stupidville" sign and you just might be alright,
Craig.

I don't know what Craig is going to have to do to take care of all those community service
hours. But I really don't see him picking up cigarette butts in the park, anytime soon. The $3,000
fine plus court costs may pinch him a bit, though. But that expenditure will probably hurt other
people more. Now some people who could really use that money, right now...won't be able to get
it. And that is a damn shame.

Isn't it, Craig?

Mr. Cumbie didn't win anything here...in fact, as far as I can see, nobody did.

I remember Craig...standing there in that bus station. He was everybody's hero, that day. Now he's
just another guy, mortal as the rest of us, doing his best to wipe the clay off of his feet.

I returned to Pennsylvania, last Summer. And I thought about stopping in to see Craig, in
Chambersburg. But then I remembered how busy he had been, the last time that I was there...
and so I crossed the border into New York, instead.

Craig became very busy. And I never had the chance to have that long conversation that I
always wanted to have with him. It was always postponed until "later." But later never came.
Finally, I took my name off of his list and went away.

I sometimes wonder if Craig ever sees my image, in the hallway or the front lobby or in the
parking lot at Candleheart. I wonder if that building holds anything real within its walls,
anymore.

And I wonder what Craig means when he says that he is going to move on.

Where is Craig Newcomer going to go, now?

I hope that Craig doesn't beat anyone up, ever again. I hope that he hands out blessings,
instead.

Whenever he finds the time.

Ruthie On The Road, (Road Update Special)

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Sat, 04 May 2013 23:19:00 +0000

At one point, while hitchhiking down the 101 Pacific Coast Highway in Oregon, I ran into some difficulty. I sent the following email to someone and it explains what happened to me, close to the time that the woman was found dead:
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[ I am sending this email in response to the recent discovery of a woman's body near the lighthouse by Winchester Bay.

This past week, I was hitchhiking down highway 101 and when I got to

Reedsport, I met a cop who told me that I couldn't hitch through that town. He didn't care about me, in fact, he said that "hitchhikers try to come through here and they end up trying to steal money and food."

I am not a criminal and I was very offended by what that officer said. I told him that I wasn't going to just walk through the town to the other end. He finally arranged to have me bussed to Winchester Bay. I had no money and could go no further. I was trying very hard to get to the mission in Coos Bay.

I spent one night in a restroom in Nehalem. I spent the next night on a bench in the cold wind in Waldport. The next night passed as I sat on a wall by the highway in Florence. By the time that the bus dropped me off at the end of town in Winchester Bay, I was exhausted.

I sat down on my big backpack at the bottom of the hill and tried for hours to get a ride. When the sun ran low in the sky, I decided to climb the hill. I had no idea what was at the top.

I admit that I had no flashlight. I admit that I had let my cell phone run low on battery power. I know that I should have sought assistance right there in Winchester Bay and I should have insisted on staying there, overnight. But I didn't.

Instead I climbed that hill.

And when I reached the entrance to the State Park, (the one with the lighthouse) I was losing daylight. I walked across the road, sat on the guardrail and called the cops. I was switched to the State Police and ended up with an officer who obviously didn't care what happened to me.

When I explained to him what was going on, he didn't give me any worthwhile information, remarked that, "you really got yourself in a predicament", refused to get me a ride either to Coos Bay or back down the hill to Winchester Bay, blew me off and hung up.

I was in the dark by that time and alone. I sat down on my pack, on the inside of that guardrail and spent the night shivering and listening for any odd noise.

Before the sun was totally gone, I watched some people pull in the entrance to the State Park and they creeped me out. In fact, something about that entrance road gave me very bad vibes. Say what you want to, but I just finished spending two days in a yurt in another State Park and I totally enjoyed it. But the road into that lighthouse park just felt all wrong.

And that's why I never walked past that entrance sign into that particular park.

The next morning, I moved what was left of myself to the other side of the road and put out my thumb, again. A lady finally stopped and drove me all the way to the Visitor's Center in Coos Bay. Now I am in a motel near Bandon and I'm okay.

But what if that woman that was recently found had turned out to be me?

From the cop in Reedsport to the State Police officer who answered the phone...wouldn't they carry some of the blame for seeing me as someone other than who I really am?

Thank Heaven that God doesn't see me that way. He is the one that got me through that night. The cops sure didn't.

And now a woman has been found, murdered. ]
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Oregonian: Suspect Makes First Court Appearance

Justice For Juli

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Sat, 04 May 2013 05:57:00 +0000

These "in-your-face" bruises were put on fellow blogger Juli Henry's legs...front and back.

Juli claims that these bruises were created when a cop kicked her.

That has made me very mad.

This is part of a long story that I have been privy too. Suffice it to say that I believe Juli's accusation. And I am now becoming more and more disgusted with the so-called "law enforcement" and the "judicial system" in Marshall County, Kansas.

I know Juli personally. I have eaten at her table and slept on her couch. She, in turn, looked out for me when I got very sick one night.

If Juli Henry says that a cop kicked her, I believe her.

I sent a request for clarification to a certain officer via Facebook, recently. That cop has not responded.

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This is a comment that I posted on Juli's blog:

[ I don't have a title, however, I know a very bad situation when I see one. And those terrible bruises on your body are indicative of a very wrong action on someones part.

Those photographs have made me mad. So have the allegations that you have made against a certain member of law enforcement.

Do I believe your claims?

Yes.

I have met some great cops in my lifetime, including the man that raised me. But the person who is doing the the bad things now, should be called to answer to your charge. If, in fact, that officer did put those bruises on your body, then that person is duty-bound to be prosecuted, stripped of his position, made to apologize (in a public forum) to you and then remanded to jail.

I, myself, smell a rat, here.

The beauty of being me, right now, is that I am on the outside of this situation, looking in. I am not formally connected and I don't have to answer to anyone. As long as I
remain properly positioned within the parameters of the law, I can linguistically and verbally "fire at will." And I will.
God bless the loose cannon!

Your situation has caught my attention and I think that it is time that your rights and those of your husband, are honored...in the complete and respectful manner for which they were created.

It is a disgusting and disgraceful sin when a cop tries to hide his (or her) evil behind a badge. In my eyes, that is a brand of cowardice of the lowest order.

Know this now, you who are responsible for putting those bruises on Juli's body, you will not hide your evil this time. No, you won't.

More and more and more people are going to find out about this. And then a tsunami will rise and roll right over your evil.

The pen, you worthless cretins, is mightier than the sword. And my pen writes words that are read by a number of people. My blog has been around for over eight years, now. Unlike when Juli received those bruises, I and others are paying attention, now. Close attention.

You would be wise to heed my sage words of wisdom: Be only fair to my friend, Juli Henry. Treat her with respect and follow the law down to the last letter.

Because you are neither too big or too small to escape the inevitable: You will eventually have to answer for what you did to Juli. And you will come under such great scrutiny that you will NEVER do such a thing to anyone, again. Ever.

Trust me because, unlike you, I am writing down the truth, right now. And tomorrow I will write the same thing.

What will YOU do? ]

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Juli told me that someone over there in Marshall County, Kansas checked-out my profile, recently. I hope it wasn't another one of Marysville's slow learners.

Questioning A New Comment About Kyron

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Sat, 04 May 2013 04:19:00 +0000

Recently, I received a comment from an anonymous source. (Can you say "tracker", boys and girls?)

The comment was sent in response to THIS POST, IN MY BLOG.

This is the comment:

[Look lady. I knew Kyron, I knew his teacher, the entire school staff, and oh yeah. I knew James. I was friends with him. James was one of the nicest kids I had ever known. Don't go assuming things so quickly. James had absolutely nothing to do with this case. So leave him out of it. And leave Kyron's teacher out of it.]

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And this is my reply that I just posted under the "anonymous" person's post:

[I published this post over two years ago and you've sent me a comment about it, NOW??

Why?

So you say that you "knew Kyron." Really? In what capacity?

You also mention Kyron's teacher and "the entire school staff." Why are you making a concerted effort to let me know that? Why is the teacher and the school staff so significant to you that you felt compelled to mention them in your comment?

You jumped from Kyron to his teacher to the entire school staff to James. Why did choose to list those people in that particular order?

And why do you refer to each person in the past tense? "I knew Kyron...I knew his teacher...I knew James." What about now?

When you mention James, you state: "I was friends with him." You used the term "was." Does this mean that you aren't friends with him, now?

You referred to James as "one of the nicest kids." You're dating yourself and coming across as an older person...quite a bit older than James is.

Then you wrote something that sticks out from the rest of your comment: "Don't go assuming things so quickly."

That's a rather odd thing to post. I mean, my post is over two years old and you're telling me not to assume too quickly.

Uhhh, hrrrmmm.

Methinks that you're conveying much more here than even you may have been aware of when you sent your comment to me.

In fact, I don't assume as much as I analyze.

You declared that "James had absolutely nothing to do with this case."

How do YOU know?

And you used the word "absolutely."
You not only come across as an older person but you also sound very sure of yourself.

Why?

Lastly, you wrote "leave Kyron's teacher out of it."

Why are you so concerned about Kyron's teacher? Who is that person to you?

Whether you realize it or not, you actually sent out a mouthful when you sent your comment to me.

Of course, there is the chance that you are just a wing nut with psychological issues, who just happens to have latched-on to Kyron's situation.

I dare you, now, to prove otherwise.]
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And for the record, I think that James Moulton does know something about Kyron's disappearance. Maybe the person who just sent me the above comment knows something, too.

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Fri, 03 May 2013 06:07:00 +0000

Ruthie On The Road, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Fri, 03 May 2013 05:22:00 +0000

-ALL PHOTOS AND EDITS
BY RUTH RADER-

And just where have I been?? On the road, of course. I have been very, very busy on the road. One of the only people who has been in active contact with me, on a consistent basis, is fellow blogger Julie and her husband Keith.

I have some catching up to do, here and I'm going to do that now.

This series of posts will include photographs and also my reaction to two recent events (neither event is on the National news, right now but I feel that they are both important, anyway).

As some of you may know, between March and May of this year, I hitchhiked from Eastern Oregon to California, Arizona, New Mexico and into Colorado. Then I hitched up to Iowa where I ran into a severe ice storm and then heavy snow in Sioux Falls, South Dakota.

I got a ride with a guy who was transporting a refurbished U.P.S. truck. He drove me from Sioux Falls to Maple Valley, Washington. When we parted company, I contacted his company and sent them an email and some photographs. The guy was summarily fired.

Trust me, he asked for it.

Then I headed back down into Oregon where I started following Highway 101 south. I have been following that road, ever since.

Recently, I returned to Bandon, Oregon, where Brad Pitt's grandparents apparently hang-out and Clint Eastwood still maintains that "Aunt Bea By The Sea" house.

I haven't met any of them, but I did get a chance to experience a couple of nights in a yurt at a local State Park.

Yurts are cool!

I was first introduced to yurts when I met a family who makes them for a living...way up in Homer,
Alaska. That family (plus a few more locals) create yurts of all sizes and ship them to customers all over the World.

The yurt that I stayed in, near Bandon, was made right here in Oregon.

A yurt is essentially a round tent. This particular yurt features a skylight, placed at the top of the tent.

The skylight changed with the time of the day, weather conditions and whether or not I had the lights on in the yurt.

And yes, the yurt is equipped with electric lights and outlets. There is, however, no Wi-Fi in the park.

The yurt also includes a space heater unit, but no running water (there is a standalone tap right outside, however) or refrigeration.

The yurt does include a full-size couch and a queen-size bed with a twin-size bed up above it.

I also enjoyed the use of a table and two chairs.

This is a shot of the door.

Outside of the yurt features a porch, a bench and a nice ramp.

There is also a picnic table, a paved drive-in pad and a nifty fire pit.

And the view outside is really nice, too!

Restrooms and hot showers are just a short walk from all of the yurts in the park. If you get a chance, check-out the yurt experience at the State Park near Bandon, Oregon. It's fun!

American Lung Association, State-By-State Air Pollution Report 2013

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 25 Apr 2013 20:59:00 +0000

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Ruthie On The Road, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 25 Apr 2013 20:15:00 +0000

-PHOTO BY RUTH RADER-

I hitchhiked to Sterling, Colorado, recently . And when I got there, a very kind man put me in a motel room so that I could get cleaned-up and sleep.

The next day was Sunday and I walked out to this ramp, read the sign, put down my pack, sat on it and put out my thumb.

Two hours later, a young man picked me up and gave me a long ride.

How long was the ride?

Well, I woke up in a rest area the next morning...in northern Iowa.
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I have decided that I am going to devote the entire day (tomorrow) to posting photos and little stories about them, in my blog.

I am currently in a city that is located off of Highway 101 (The Pacific Coast Highway) in southern Oregon.

The Forest Isn't Just For Gumps

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 25 Apr 2013 19:52:00 +0000

Ruthie On The Road, Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Mon, 22 Apr 2013 17:27:00 +0000

I have been dealing with three things at the same time, while I have been on the road: Photos and a comprehensive road update which I have yet to post, what is happening while I am on the road, right now and the situation in Boston. Well, you can follow the situation in Boston via many sources (I mainly included it here because of its historical significance) and I'll let you know that I am presently hitchhiking back through Oregon via highway 101. But the photos and back road updates are going to go up, next. Please be patient while I do this. It's not easy to edit the photos and post everything when I am on the road. But I am going to start the project, today. Then I will have to hitchhike about thirty miles down the road to where I will finally do my laundry and get a much-needed shower. I have had only six hours sleep in the past 48 hours. Yeah, buddy!

Dzhokhar Tsarnaev: Miranda And Making A Choice

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Sun, 21 Apr 2013 21:43:00 +0000

-Dzhokhar Tsarnaev-

WSJ: BOMBING SUSPECT IN AND OUT OF CONSCIOUSNESS

FOX NEWS: BOMBING SUSPECT STILL TOO ILL TO TALK

CNN: MAKING A CASE FOR MIRANDA

I have lived in the United States of America for fifty-seven years. And I've made many choices since the day that I was born.

Every day that I walked into my high school, I had the choice to be a student or set the building on fire. Every time that I had a disagreement with someone else, I had the choice to deal with it on a mature level or slice the person with a knife. When I went to college, I could have taken people hostage. When I attended church or a sporting event, I could have shot dozens of people or blown them all up. The choice always was and will always be...mine...to make.

I am a citizen of the United States of America and my existence on the continent of North America is more than just a random, geographical happenstance, it is my birthright.

As an adult, it is my responsibility to treat people as they should be treated. By that, I mean, I should treat good people with respect and bad people with contempt. Good people should live in peace and bad people should be brought to justice.

Now some people are saying that Dzhokhar Tsarnaev should face a special type of due process. I agree.

If I had done what he did, I would expect to face absolute justice...with no exception. Dzhokhar Tsarnaev had better face that same thing, now.

He and his brother killed an eight-year-old boy. He and his brother murdered and maimed many people. And he and his brother showed the City of Boston, including a young campus officer, no mercy. It is my sincere contention that Dzhokhar Tsarnaev shouldn't be granted any mercy, now.

He did what he did. He made a choice.

And if we are to continue to be a civilized society, then we are going to have to make the choice to side with justice.

Dzhokhar Tsarnaev should be healed long enough to take a hard look at what he did...and then go to Hell and never come back.

The City of Boston deserves a better citizen than Dzhokhar Tsarnaev. We all do.

Boston Bombing Suspect In Custody

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Sat, 20 Apr 2013 13:58:00 +0000

-ABC NEWS-

CFN CHANNEL 13: POLICE STATEMENT AFTER SUSPECT CAPTURED (VIDEO)

CHICAGO TRIBUNE: SUSPECT IN CUSTODY

ABC NEWS: SUSPECT NOW "CLINGING TO LIFE"

ABC NEWS: DAVID HENNEBERY FINDS THE SUSPECT

FOX NEWS: NOW THE QUESTIONS BEGIN

BOMBING SUSPECTS HAVE RUSSIAN TIES

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Fri, 19 Apr 2013 15:59:00 +0000

-KNOWN SURVIVING SUSPECT
Dzhokhar A. Tsarnaev-

"It's all America's fault because these kids were brought up in America, not Chechnya," Chechen President Ramzan Kadyrov said, according to Kommersant newspaper. [CNN]

                                                           -NEWYORK TIMES-

LIVE STREAMING VIDEO OF MANHUNT

NYTIMES: ONE SUSPECT DEAD, BROTHER ON THE LOOSE

NYTIMES: VIDEOINFO ABOUT BOMBING SUSPECTS' BACKGROUND

UNCLE: "I AM ASHAMED OF MY NEPHEWS."

NBC NEWS: SUSPECT BECAME U.S. CITIZEN LAST SEPT. 11

Photo Update

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Fri, 19 Apr 2013 01:34:00 +0000

-PHOTO AND EDITS
BY RUTH RADER-

I superimposed these two shots. More photos are coming soon.

FBI RELEASES VIDEO AND STILL SHOTS OF BOSTON BOMBERS

noreply@blogger.com (Ruth Rader) — Thu, 18 Apr 2013 22:39:00 +0000

-SUSPECT ONE-

-SUSPECT TWO-

CNN: EXCELLENT SET OF PHOTOS OF BOTH BOMBING SUSPECTS!!

CHECK OUT THE POSTERS WITH MORE PHOTOS AND INFORMATION, HERE!

AND THEN THERE'S PAT DOLLARD

www.fbi.gov./bostonbombings

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