I loved the idea of travel. I was only seventeen, and my family hardly ever traveled anywhere. So, when my boss, and good friend, Ken, asked me if I was up for a road trip to West Virginia, I was all over it. I remembered the John Denver song, “Take Me Home Country Roads”, from my youth, and now I would finally get a chance to see what he was talking about. You see, my boss was almost twenty-nine and was, by all accounts,...