By Gregg WendorfAdvance News JournalBeing a dumb hitchhiker myself — off and on between the ages of 13 and 19 — I always had a heart for my car-less brethren whenever I passed one by, standing there alone on the side of the road, thumb out, looking hopeful, and so I’d pick up most. I started hitchhiking before I had a driver’s license, and then after, when I had a license and a car, but no money for gas.It’s still a dangerous game, though. Hitching a ride. Today, it’s rare to see anyone on the side of the road, thumb ...