Last October I went on an early morning to McCormick’s State park, not expecting to see anybody.
But there was this guy, sitting next to the little waterfall in the dark. We started chatting. He was from Florida, evacuating for the week because of Hurricane Matthew. Friends had told him to check out this place, and he was quite impressed.
They had also told him of a Spring of Healing that could be found here, and he wanted to know about it.
I couldn’t help.
But it is true that some places are special. My virtual substitute here can only be a reminder that they still exist.
They need our protection.