I met this gentleman outside of Clinton, OK on Tuesday. He was heading west and I was heading east; he on the service road and I on the interstate. I stopped for gas; he stopped to water his horse. "They took my driver's license so many times I finally told them to keep it and been riding this horse back and forth across the country ever since." He has made four trips he told me, coast to coast and works when he needs to. I wish we had been going the same direction.