I was longing for God... I was cruising down the highway of life when I first heard the call of The Old Back Road. I pulled off at the next exit and never looked back. I road-tripped off the beaten path from Indiana to the Pacific coast of Washington. Along the way I met folks and heard their stories of death, monsters and grizzly bears. I heard their stories of suffering, tragedy and pain. As I neared the mighty Pacific, one question began to haunt me: What would I find at the end of The Old Back Road?
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