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Grapevine : March 2011
TEXAS SOAK'EM IN July 2010, during the Interna- tional Convention in San Anto- nio, Texas, I was trying to hook up with my sponsor for lunch. I had actually been in town for my nephew's Air Force graduation to Airman, and was going to spend the last day at the convention. The last day we were there was July 3. After all the Air Force festivi- ties, my daughter and I drove down- town and parked in the first garage we saw that was within walking dis- tance of the Convention Center. My daughter and I were walk- ing down Commerce Street having a great time meeting---and hug- ging---people who were from differ- ent states. It was great. It wasn't hard for people to know I was there for the conference, because I was wearing a "Serenity" shirt with a long skirt and red cowboy boots. Yee haw! As we continued to walk down the street, we met two ladies from California and we all walked down towards the Convention Center hav- ing a blast, laughing and exchanging info. This is one of the friendliest Fel- lowships on earth! When we got to the big orange sculpture, we said our goodbyes and my daughter and I descended the stairs to go down to the Riverwalk. At the bottom we were a little con- fused---there was a channel that went off to the left and another set of steps that led back up to the street. Well, I thought, I don't want to go back up to the street again. How do I get to the other side of the channel (which looked like it was on the same side of the street) without having to go back up the steps? At this time I decided to call my sponsor and ask her where she was on the Riverwalk. She said, "Do you see the orange sculpture?" I said, "Yes, I am right under it, down on the Riverwalk. I just walked down some steps to get here, but all I see is a channel and more steps that lead me right back up onto the street." We were talking on our cell phones trying to figure it out. Then I realized I could see her, but she couldn't see The road to sponsorship isn't always easy. But all you have to do is take the Steps. 16 March 2011