Crossroads

This post is not about the pictures I took on whatever trip I was on. This is entirely different type of post and there is only the one picture that you see.

For those who do not know the story but the story of the Crossroads, is as follows.

According to legend, as a young man living on a plantation in rural Mississippi, Robert Johnson had a tremendous desire to become a great blues musician. One of the legends often told says that Robert was instructed to take his guitar to a crossroad near Dockery Plantation at midnight. There he was met by a large black man (the Devil) who took the guitar and tuned it. The Devil played a few songs and then returned the guitar to Robert, giving him mastery of the instrument. In exchange for his soul, Johnson was able to create the blues for which he became famous.

On my way to New Orleans one year, I took a bit of a detour to Clarksdale, Mississippi to visit the supposed Crossroads. Several other places make claim to this legend as well, with Clarksdale being one of the more accepted.

It would be interesting to want something so badly that you would be willing to trade your soul to achieve it. To get to that level of perfection that no other has ever attained. To be known as one of if not the greatest of all time.

So I ask everyone what is it you would ask for at the Crossroads?