Running down a coastal road south of Naples I came across this shrine. I see this sort of thing in Texas, but this one seemed so much more personal, perhaps because this was a shrine for a runner. I have no idea what happened, how he died, who remembered him and why they cared so much they wanted to leave this for me to see. I'm grateful that they did. I'm grateful for his life, for how full of life he appears to be in this picture. Good running, my friend.
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