
he clich?s don’t apply. There’s no faint smell of urine. No homeless or graffiti tile wall. It’s the bus station in Nashville and it’s not what you know.
These people are waiting and quiet or maybe full of talk, but either way they have stories. This is how they travel because this is what they can afford. They are waiting and sharing, and it is beautiful.
An old Canadian works like a dog at 79 and his boss gives him a Bible, but not enough money to eat on. He tells you life is nothing.
But that can’t be true because two seats over is a six-week- old baby born a month early; he is small and you can see the veins in his skin. He is going to see his Army daddy in Oklahoma for only the second time in his life.
Beyond them is a Hispanic evangelist preaching God to migrants. To their left is a couple in love who met that very day, not to mention, the mother and son from El Salvador seeing the states for the first time.
You see the worry in people’s faces but still you know life is not nothing.
Allen Bryant is a junior English major from Owensboro. He can be reached at bryana@wku.edu

















