I met a woman in the campground in Cherokee, North Carolina named Joy who reminded me of the Don Williams song “Maggie’s Dream” since there were similarities between the two women.
In Maggie’s Dream the elderly woman in the song is a waitress who has never ventured outside her little area around Asheville, North Carolina. Has the same customers, knows what they will order from the menu and dreams of finding a man someday but as she ages is content with her situation.
Joy was a Cherokee native who has lived in that town all of her life and she told me she had never ventured away further than Sylva about thirty miles away. I guess she was in her late forties, a small frame woman with a nice smile and bright eyes. She said she had worked in different jobs around their town all her life and had no desire to travel or venture away from what she knew to be familiar and safe.
It was an interesting conversation in the few minutes I was checking out of the campground. She gave me a big hug as I left.