The store intercom paged Jesse in Grocery to come to aisle 11. I strolled up to the aisle to see my kid uncle Joe with an unfamiliar face that would soon become a new friend. Joe introduced me to Chris, a nomadic vivacious human being who radiated joy. Providence would have its way as Chris and his friend Jacob needed a ride to Seattle and my dad and I were headed to Seattle the next day to celebrate my Grandma’s 76th birthday. Arrangements were made, we picked them up along with there two baby pit-bulls, Marley dog and Halla at 7am on October 30th and headed north towards the Emerald City. They immediately blessed us with some doughnuts and it turned out to be an extraordinary drive and a beautiful connection was made by the grace of God as I innerviewed them and then they turned it around and innerviewed my pops and I. Unfortunately my tape recorder didn’t record the first half of the innerview so we only got about a third of the conversation that took place. They are beautiful people, nomadic travelers who live simple lives of faith. After my short encounter with them I jotted a short depiction in my journal ; Chris is a brooklyn born bundle of brio brillantly broken but blessed to bless and Jacob is some soft-hearted seattle sunshine soothing the states singing songs for every season of the soul. We join in with Chris and Jacob as they as talking about a recent story they lived when they were getting a ride in a van and they encountered a hurting girl…
