TALES...SPECIAL FESTIVAL ESSAY

The night before I left with a few of my fellow church members, I rode down to Roswell on the bus. I stayed that night with Kari Fitzpatrick, one of the members at that time of the Roswell congregation. I remember sneezing my head off on the couch that I TRIED to sleep in--but couldn't due to the allergies I have to the cats that she had around her house. Then, the next morning, I, along with Kari, her son, one of her nephews (Earl Robinson), and a couple of our fellow members, Kenneth and Mary Brasher (along with their small 2-year-old girl) got in a caravan together, packed up, and left for eight days of camping in the Piney Woods during the Feast of Tabernacles.

Someone once said something about "...it's not the destination that matters--it's the journey you take in getting there." Let's say the trip going over to Big Sandy was in itself an adventure. First, I was riding along in Earl's small 2-door hatchback car when all of us in our little caravan got around Post, TX (SE of Lubbock). The car that Kari was driving and the pickup that Kenneth and Mary were in apparently turned off somewhere to go use the restroom when they got inside the city of Post itself. But Earl and I weren't aware of this fact and didn't see them pull off--so we both kept going on towards Snyder, the next major town en route to where we were eventually going.

Well, somewhere halfway between Post and Snyder, Earl and I began wondering where everyone else was at. Earl turned the car back around the other direction and we headed back to Post. Miles came and went--but none of the other vehicles we were with could be seen. We went all the way back to Post to try to find them--but we could find them nowhere. So we drove all the way back towards Snyder and repeated the same routine about a couple more times. Finally, on the third time going towards Snyder, we found the other two vehicles at a park outside of Snyder. Let's say that Earl got a royal chewing out by his aunt when we all finally got there--and all of us were mutually exchanging our mutual "Well, I was looking for you"'s. Needless to say, we had a real chuckle over that one.

But that was

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