Day 288: Well, maybe going slow isn’t so bad. The kid’s doing fine, and Joe’s even better. We’ve still been praying, and reading from the Bible every now and then, and that’s good. Long, warm nights. Even sleeping outside isn’t that bad anymore. I still need a gasmask though, and that fact’s inescapable. I’ve been [...]

Day 286: I passed out yesterday from the fumes. My gasmask is shot, and I don’t know where we’ll find another one. Joe offered me his a few times, but I didn’t want to inconvenience him. For now, I’ll just have to either hold my breath or put a cloth over my nose and mouth. [...]

Day 284: We’re making bad headway. I don’t like how slow we’re moving. Joe’s not in any hurry, and the kid’s not either. I want to get to the coast though, and soon. It’s been two weeks since we’ve reached Nevada, and we’ve barely made seventy miles. That’s only about five miles a day. I [...]