Ghost Rider: Travels on the Healing RoadWithin a ten-month period, Neil Peart lost both his 19-year-old daughter, Selena, and his wife, Jackie. Faced with overwhelming sadness and isolated from the world in his home on the lake, Peart was left without direction. This memoir tells of the sense of personal devastation that led him on a 55,000-mile journey by motorcycle across much of North America, down through Mexico to Belize, and back again. Peart’s journey of self-exile and exploration chronicle his personal odyssey and include stories of reuniting with friends and family, grieving, and reminiscing. He recorded with dazzling artistry, the enormous range of his travel adventures, from the mountains to the seas, from the deserts to the Arctic ice, and the memorable people who contributed to his healing. Ghost Rider is a brilliantly written, and ultimately triumphant narrative memoir from a gifted writer and the drummer and lyricist of the legendary rock band Rush. |
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... Don't be hurt, but I always knew this was the one thing I just couldn't handle.” She wouldn't let me comfort her, and didn't want anything to do with me really. It was as though she knew she needed me, but her tortured heart had no ...
... don't think I'm strong enough to deal with this right now. Why not turn around and go back to the house by the lake, hide there a little longer?” But no. That too would be a perilous road. When I allowed myself to consider turning back ...
... Don't be upset about her.” He breathed a sincere “thanks,” and I felt better, and hoped he did too. Back in my room, I flicked through the TV channels looking for the weather and stopped at an old Sinatra special from the late '60s ...
... showing up at the House of Mourning and tearfully rambling through a speech that basically expressed what many others must have felt, “I don't know what to say, but here's my heart.” Also in the spirit of doing others the “favor” of.
... Don't go there.” After a troubled night, I was up at 5:00, nervous and edgy, fixing a quick breakfast of orange juice, cereal, and strong coffee. It was still dark as I carried my bags out to the bike, and though the ground was sodden ...