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About Humans Being America

To know you, is to love you.

My maternal grandmother Tootie could be found in her later years owning the karaoke stage on cruise ships (on which she was a patron). My mom has become fast friends with pretty much every person she comes into contact with (sometimes I think I can’t take her anywhere, and other times I am so grateful for the beautiful people we’ve met because of her!), and my daughter strikes up conversations with elderly humans walking along the bike path that she frequents (always at least 4 people/loop) and hugs random TSA staff at the airport. I fit right in there. I am part of a long line of fearlessly outgoing and very loving women. 

As such, it didn’t take me long to realize that one of the very sweetest parts of vanlife is the opportunity to meet and hear the stories of people living very different lives around America. I am so grateful to be able to share these interactions and their stories with you here. 

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