*SAT AUG 09** Dexter to Winterset, IA* In Nov 2013 I gave the Iowa Coordinator Nancy Trask’s contact info. Nancy became the coordinator for the March in Winterset. She orchestrated a potluck at the Library where we had a discussion about the challenges of Climate Change with the local residents that attended. There was a Native American in attendance. He gave us a parable: The Creator had a gift that s/he wanted to give Creation to be protected. The Eagle said, I’ll take it and fly to the moon with it. The Creator said, That won’t do. The gopher said, I’ll take it and go down to the center of the earth. The Creator said, That won’t do. The whale said, I’ll take it to the bottom of the ocean. The Creator said, That won’t do. The mouse said, I’ll take it and swallow it and keep it in my stomach. The Creator gave it to the mouse! I stayed with Nancy. I had a shower, laundry done, slept in a bed, and caught up with Nancy’s latest happenings. I learned that her daughter, Ashley, had graduated from university with a degree in German, and drifted from one unsatisfactory job to another. I told her about my stay with Joan Wallace and her use of the Internet to establish her own business in translation. Not only does she have her own business, she creates her own schedule. I need to put Nancy in touch with Joan so Joan can help Ashley create her own business as Joan has done. *SUN AUG 10* *Winterset to Valley Junction, IA * Our destination today was to the farm where Sarah Spain, our coordinator, grew up. Bob Cook, a retired Presbyterian minister who has been on the March when his health allows, requested that the Climate Justice Gypsy Band play at his Johnston, IA church on Sunday morning. So we ferried the band members and instruments from Sarah’s farm to Johnston. We played a prelude. Then we played *Amazing Grace* after communion. And we played *May the Circle Be Unbroken* as the postlude. I went out in the congregation after the service to meet and greet people. Someone came up behind me and asked, “Are you David?” I turned to see who had asked the question. It was Cathy Engstrom. She and I had worked together at INHF for 7 years! We exchanged hugs. We all went to coffee hour. Back at the farm, Sarah had set up a potluck dinner in the hayshed. I think the guests were neighbors. An 83-year-old woman joined the March that evening. She removed my ability to brag that I was the oldest person on the March. Izzy made sure that we sang the Sunset Song before bedtime.- Peace, David