Sometimes it’s the government, not the Almighty, who makes decisions for us. Last night we discussed if I would get a full pat-down or a body scan. I have a prosthetic hip so I’m not dancing through the door jamb like I used to. Because of terrorists from afar, we’ve had to change how we fly. In 1965 the terrorist group that frightened us most was homegrown: the Ku Klux Klan.
I can remember the night four of us drove east across the Mississippi River in our white VW bug. In the dark I wondered if I’d be alive at the end of the summer to cross back going west and home. Tonight will be different. I hope to sleep comfortably on my way south.
Here’s our schedule for day 1 and 2.
They did not have classes like this when I was in colloge. Bio of our leader:
Marilyn and Glenn Pribus
Steve and Marcia Kent
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