For many years during the early part of my career, I did most of my traveling by car. I turned eighteen in 1973 and started photography school as my friends and fellow students, as was common then, made the sojourn to Europe as a way to "find themselves". I decided I needed to discover my own country and through it myself, before following in their footsteps. I spent the next twenty-five years driving across America every chance I got. Most of my trips were planned along the back country roads or "blue highways" as they appeared on most maps. What the photographs in this portfolio have in common is that they were made in some place now forgotten, bypassed by an interstate highway and a way of life.