by Winton Porter
Like a well-crafted stage play, Just Passin' Thru delivers one suspenseful scene after another. But in this historic setting โ€” a store on the Appalachian Trail called Mountain Crossings โ€” the characters who show up are no fictional creations. They are the real-life stars of the authorโ€�s new life as a backpack-purging, canteen-selling, hostel-running, bandage-taping, lost-child finding, argument-settling, romance-fixing, chili-making man of many faces. Like any good drama, there are the good guys (and gals) and the weirdos, too. Some show up once (and thatโ€�s enough), and some appear again and again. Some are friends, and some dangerous. But all are united by two things: the authorโ€�s story-capturing talent, and whatever it is that lures them to attempt (or conquer) a 2,200-mile path that climbs and plummets from Georgia to Maine.
Like a well-crafted stage play, Just Passin' Thru delivers one suspenseful scene after another. But in this historic setting โ€” a store on the Appalachian Trail called Mountain Crossings โ€” the characters who show up are no fictional creations. They are the real-life stars of the authorโ€�s new life as a backpack-purging, canteen-selling, hostel-running, bandage-taping, lost-child finding, argument-settling, romance-fixing, chili-making man of many faces. Like any good drama, there are the good guys (and gals) and the weirdos, too. Some show up once (and thatโ€�s enough), and some appear again and again. Some are friends, and some dangerous. But all are united by two things: the authorโ€�s story-capturing talent, and whatever it is that lures them to attempt (or conquer) a 2,200-mile path that climbs and plummets from Georgia to Maine.
