On the Road Again: Surviving by the Kindness of Strangers

That's the reply I got from a biker named Gray after he dropped my friend Joe and myself back at the highway entrance after putting us up for the night at his little house in Oklahoma City. Because of that guy I have always harbored an affection for Oklahoma City that seems odd to my New York friends. His statement frames for me the essential question behind this book project. Are we all on the same road? Do we see ourselves as connected? Or are we just individuals hunkered down inside our own vehicles protecting