A Pig 'n a Poke?

The above description is slightly in error. The lovely Mrs. Terry and I have been, as of the 12th of June, married for Thirty Years. To celebrate the anniversary in a manner that would share the joy with all of America we are traveling to Germany and England. In Germany, KathaLee, Bill and Rufus Harris will suffer our presence and all the silliness that erupts when “Digger” and “Stitch” are together. Then it is on to the mother country (England) where the two of us will consume as much tea, oak smoked cheese and fellowship with Vince and Linda O’Donovan, Mike and Donna Powers and all those wonderful saints at Brandon. Two weeks into the journey Sandy will depart for Hawaii to return to work. Yes, that means I will be in a foreign country without proper supervision (Pray for the English). Off leash I will attempt to travel to Bristol to visit Trevor and Pauline Williams (what delightful attitudes they radiate) and, hopefully, Marie O’Donovan, Vince and Linda’s daughter and fellow-surfer. The last lap will be to London to catch a flight back to Hawaii and my darling wife.

All this would not have been possible without a pig, a poke and patience. Allow me to explain! In 2003 before our first trip to England the Harris’ purchased, painted (with a union jack) and “fed” a piggy bank (purchased from a road-side vender.) Sandy and I kept feeding the pig untill a few weeks ago. When we turned the change in at the bank the poor teller mentioned that a lot of people bring in change but she had not experienced quite that many coins previously.
The “poke” is a secret collection put together by members of the congregation and just given to us the Sunday before our departure. The funds so generously bestowed will allow us to travel without “fund fretting.” Thank you. And a very special thank you to the elders of the congregation and to those generous souls who are assuming my responsibilities – their patience is deeply appreciated. God bless you one and all.

Mr. Timmons, does this satisfy the need?