January 2014

Continuing the summer of 1993

Speaking of the ladies, I learned that if you go to the movies and then to her house to hang out, no matter how much you thought you liked her, if her breath is that bad, it’s something you can never get over.  #last date with that girl.

I learned to really appreciate foods.  Asian. Mexican….. Several foods I had never experienced graced my palate that summer.  I had my first Reuben, my first positive cauliflower experience.  I was introduced to Dale’s marinade.  Memorable stuff indeed. 

Perhaps the biggest learning experience that summer was the church camp that Corrie & I attended with Union Baptist.  First of all, it was held at                           where Jimmy and Tammy Faye Baker ministry had been.  Amazing and amazingly large.  We got a charter bus ride there & then stayed in a hotel-type setting right there on the property.  The week was planned out with services & activities that were enough to keep any 15-year-old more than entertained.  There I learned that if you’re blonde and tan and very good at beach volleyball, then everybody will think you are from California, and that’s okay.

 I learned the art of the business transaction.  See this was a camp where food was provided, but it did not meet the standards of my newly fanciful palate.  Lucky for me UD had given Corrie & myself $20 each before we left.  You could buy a large pizza for about $10 at night in a mall type area.  I would sell slices for $2 each and make my money back leaving me with 3 slices to myself for the low, low price of $0.  Corrie came back home with $20.  I had 5 cents to my name, but I had eaten pizza all week and she had eaten bland cafeteria food.  I think I came out ahead.  That was an amazing week.  From Steven Curtis Chapman’s “This Is the Great Adventure” kicking off every service, to Rufus P. Tinkle, to Josh constantly calling me “Buddy”, to thinking Jonah & Shandan were the two coolest names I had ever heard…. I’ll never forget church camp of ’93.