NORTHAMPTON — Andrew Forsthoefel walked out of his mother’s house in southeastern Pennsylvania one day in 2011 and kept going. Having just graduated from Middlebury College, he didn’t know what he wanted to do with his life. He had plenty of questions, so he went searching for answers.
For the next 10 months, outfitted only with a 50-pound backpack, a pup tent, a mandolin, and a sign on his back that read “Walking to Listen,” he tramped the highways and country roads of America. Every chance he got, he struck up conversations with strangers. Many of them offered him access to a shelter or a place to pitch his tent; some insisted he take a pillow in the guest room. Many gave him meals or even money.
Read the rest of James Sullivan’s story, in the Boston Globe.