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This is only part of our group. Mark Johnson, the blond guy in the middle, was our Bethel tour guide and
we took him out to dinner at Mama Leoni's. I think this picture was taken somewhere on the streets of NY.
Apparently that part of NY was a "red light" district at the time. I know we really got an eye and earful that
night. Gays, prostitutes, fights, drunks in the gutter, you name it. I know I was scared and praying to Jehovah. hee hee
We took a trip to several cities and Puerto Rico (where Fred and Ray were doing a Convention) in 1978 and
took a tour through Bethel while we were there in NY. We had three days in New York and Fred arranged for us to
stay at a motel in New Jersey called "Liberty Motel". We found out why it was called that after a day there.
Our teenage boys took in the sights from our second story balcony and watched the "comings and goings" of
prostitutes and their Johns. We got back late from our Bethel tour and had to walk a long way from the bus, one
of the little girls had to go to the bathroom really bad and rushed back to the motel only to find we were locked out.
We had not paid our bill for that day yet. We had to wake up the manager and get it settled. It was a "pay by the day
or "hour" kind of motel which we were not yet aware of. We ribbed Fred about his choice of accomodations for us for years.
The first day there we took the Port Authority bus. I think we must have walked at least two miles from the motel to the bus. We caused
quite a bit of notice, since there were 13 of us walking down the sidewalk.(Hard to not notice hee hee) and one NJ man asked us what we
were doing in NJ and we said "we are from California on vacation". He said: "Geez, you came here from CA on a vacation?" Shows how
crazy JWs actually are.
Randy, you are saying what a problem the presses were, well our tour guide, Mark Johnson, told us what cutting edge
they were and how smoothly and seamlessly they ran. I guess he was their PR man. hee hee The public never hears
about or sees the probems.
I like the idea of a book. I don't have much of an imagination, but what about "Stop The Presses, Armageddon is Near".
Love you guys,
Velta