The everyday kindness of the back roads more than makes up for the acts of greed in the headlines.

I think the feature reporter often walks a very thin line between a truly human story and one that slops over into mushiness or sentimentality.

You never heard anybody ask 'Elvis who?'

I started out thinking of America as highways and state lines. As I got to know it better, I began to think of it as rivers.

...Pomeranians speak only to Poodles and Poodles speak only to God.

I did stories about unexpected encounters, back roads, small towns and ordinary folk, sometimes doing something a little extraordinary.

The everyday kindness of the back roads more than makes up for the acts of greed in the headlines.