After many cloudy days, today was sunny (but not warm and with headwind, the price you pay for a clear day traveling west).

A typical day of many thumbs up, honks, waves, etc. Two motorists pulled over to talk, one of them Shep Williams, landscape architect, who joined AE911T but only as associate member, not being “the right kind” of architect. He had thought for “about four seconds” the airplane could have significantly damaged WTC1 before he recognizied controlled demolition.

A charming couple in their 30s waiting for a bus in Wareham, crossed the street to talk. They seemed to have open minds though being as yet minimally informed about 9/11. The young gentleman thought the aircraft could well have blown up the top section of WTC1, but not the rest of it … he smelled a rat. We gave them a flyer and this web address, shook hands, exchanged first names, and parted company.

Earlier Mark and I had discussed whether to heed the warning of the day before from Sam Cochrane, of the tightness and narrowness of MA3A; decided to seek a more inland route, hence the sojourn through Wareham on MA28. Route 3A had been chosen in the first place in order to hook up with Sam and his wife Chrissy, and we’d done that.

Lunched at a flavorful local joint, Canal Cafe, hard by Sagamore Bridge over the canal.

– Bruce