I had to go to Radio Shack today to buy some wire for a project. I was helping a friend with his electronic devices and was running late to meet him. As I stood near the check out line, a woman softly spoke my name. I turned to her, not recognizing her I asked, "who are you?"
Her reply sounded like, "you're a pedophile".
I said, "what?"
She said her name again, then everything clicked. She was not only NOT calling me a pedophile, but she was a long lost sweetheart from when were young teens growing up in the org.
We use to stay up all night talking on the phone. She was so sweet and smart and was the only one of her family in the organization at the time. Her mother and sister later came in.
We stood in the parking lot of Radio Shack for two hours talking and catching up. She told me her story, which I will leave it to her to share with all of you. She will be along shortly to check out the board. I don't know if she will post right away, however, I think a warm welcome would be good for her after all she has been through.
WELCOME PUPPY! I MISSED YOU LIKE A FAT BOY MISSES CAKE!
Corvin
Edited to say: "Puppy" was the nickname I gave her when we were kids.