Most if not all of the major spiritual traditions on our planet seem to embrace the path as a metaphor. Maybe that's why I've found the prospect of a greenway in the Lafitte Corridor so inspiring over the years. There's been something very compelling about imagining a trail in what is currently fallow, empty land — and treading that ground with others who share the dream each year.

I thought I should share my personal FOLC tale, since it's central to the origin of the group. During my terms as president (2009-2012) anytime I was asked to present, this is basically the story I told: