the day ride home

so...i was driving to camp kidston...to spend my 1979 summer...i picked up this young lady hitch-hiking...apparently...she was going to the same place to do the same thing...we talked...we laughed...we arrived...i think it was the first day...we got into the religion mandate...she cried...and ran away...never to be seen again...at the time...i just thought she had bad theology...as a man...i thought she had a point...now , in the place that i am in...i wonder...was she an angel...preparing me for...life the universe...and everything??? just a thought...anyway...she was right...luv stu