DRINKING ALCOHOL TAUGHT ME HOW TO FLY
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Showing posts with label on the road again. Show all posts
Showing posts with label on the road again. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

"ON THE ROAD AGAIN..."


ON THE ROAD AGAIN

Into the motel office I walked about 5 PM Monday, to get some change for vending.  A lady was just checking in...she kept looking at me, finally said, "Didn't you speak at the Three Legacies group Saturday night"? Yep!

One hour later at a red light on my scooter--still in Charleston--two very young girls pulled up in a van next to me, at a very busy intersection. One had a huge camera and asked if she could take my picture. Wellll, what would you say..."NO???" 

Lights here are long waits, she took several photos, told me where to "look", etc. Since I could not find the Walgreen Pharmacy, they said "Follow us, we'll take you there." Once at the store, just before they drove off, one of the girls--the driver--said, "Hey weren't you at the Palm Island Meeting (AA) last night (Sunday)?" OMG!

NOTE: Several vehicles directly behind my scooter waited patiently for the picture-taking session, as they were turning right, and could have raised holy hell.Why did they not? The photog had trouble getting her expensive camera to perform. Some more of the many things I will never understand.

Yep! 

How COOL are these "God-Moments". I do not know what else to call them. They produce smiles all around, even from onlookers, and peeps waiting. These special precious seconds/minutes, as they are happening, signal to me that none of us are alone...ever!

Somehow I have to believe that an old guy, riding a rather large scooter with the word "SOBER" printed across the rear bumper, grinning from ear-to-ear, is NOT a primary candidate for a photo-shoot. However.......

Tuesday:
In the morning (it is already morning!) I'll be riding away from this city which I am coming to love, Charleston--specifically, Mt. Pleasant--to Huntersville, North Carolina to have dinner with my granddaughter, her husband, her mother, and one-year-old great grandson. It is about 250 wonderfully happy scooter miles north from here.

IF incidents like the above reported interest you Peeps, I'll continue to post them, because they are no longer the exception, but now are the rule. At the least, I certainly enjoy these "angel winks"!

--steveroni