I just watched a movie (that I got free at my local library!) called “The Straight Story” which was based on the 70ish man in Iowa that drove his lawnmower to Wisconsin to visit his estranged brother who had suffered a stroke. At an average speed of 5 miles an hour it took him 5 weeks to get there. It was the sweetest story and played on my emotions about family. He met a young girl who was pregnant and running away and told her a story he had learned growing up about how one stick can be broken, but a bunch of sticks tied together can’t, and those sticks represent family. He told two bickering mechanic brothers a story about how important his brother was to him, how they hung out growing up, and now how many years had been wasted over a senseless argument. “Brothers is brothers.”

If you get a chance to see the movie, do. But I have to wonder, how did he get back home? He certainly didn’t ride his mower back…did he?