Choosing to stay in a city full of strangers instead of returning home for Christmas feels pretty telling. I don’t want to judge her family or home life, but something kept her away. What I can’t fathom is how Marion chose a path of working with kids and underserved communities, but no one showed up for her when she was evicted. This will sound harsh, but what did they think would happen? That she would pull herself up by her bootstraps with a little “tough love”? She was tossed out and danger found her. You don’t leave women to sleep on park benches.
Here's the old US 93, now called Hoover Dam Access Road. Neither looks like they include mile 7. Second one is easier to see scenery, first one must have been early morning, few people are out. Maybe that's when I went.
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