Charlotte

The 2.5 hour ride to Charlotte for the Family Dance was uneventful, and the Crowne Plaza Hotel was pretty easy to find. Upon arrival, I was pleasantly surprised to see so many of the singles I knew from various places. I was expecting most of the singles to bypass Charlotte for KC’s dance. My thoughts were on the Family Dance, and I’d completely forgotten about L4T. The room in which services were held was packed and quite hot. I had to leave the room twice and towel off because of the sweat pouring down my face. They must’ve eventually gotten the AC squared away, because the temp was tolerable by the middle of the sermon. Mr. Lambert Greer gave the sermonette about the L4T program, and Mr. Meredith gave a sermon directed toward the young people in the church. After services I got the chance to catch up with some folks I hadn’t seen in a while, and the fellowship was great. I also got to chat with the Westons, who pastored in my area back before my time. He remembered pretty much everyone, and was pleased to get updates on his former charges.

The dinner was surprisingly good. The grilled chicken breasts with mushroom gravy, potatoes au gratin, and the dinner rolls were quite tasty. The sweet tea left a lot to be desired though. They must have been looking out for the Yankees and diabetics in the crowd. The Wells’ band from Baton Rouge did a good job at the dance. To my amazement, they even did a Soul Train line. If you don’t know what Soul Train is, then educate yourself. I also got to meet Karl of The Secret Life of Karl fame.

I actually got the chance to play a little 3-on-3 basketball before we left Sunday. I found out that Jason from Penn/NJ is tall, and that Jake (IA) is a deadly shot. The Lyons boys and Mase (Walterboro, SC) are chock full o' energy. Mr. Heykoop played well also, especially considering he was playing barefoot on asphalt. I think the other player’s name was Darren (Raleigh). We played a couple of games before I had to leave to meet my brother and parents to celebrate their 37th wedding anniversary. If anyone out there who reads this talks to Juan (NJ) or Jamal (MD), tell them I said “If you’re scared, say you’re scared!” I missed out on a game of Ultimate being put together by Miss Moluf due to my having to leave around noon Sunday. Sunday was the folks' 37th anniversary, so I met them, my brother, and my sister-in-law for a celebratory dinner. In short, the weekend was good. I'm tired of typing. Bye.