Well, Slade gave me a call. His going on about what a great time he was having in his new jeep and how he wanted the three of us (Slade, Turtle Boy, and me - Father Dirk) to go out cachin' together in Jeep 4X4's. That sounded good to me, so I left St. Mary's and headed out - more or less reverently. It didn't take long for me to find a beautiful yellow Jeep that was all but begging me to take it for a ride. I don't know if I was right to do it, but I did sign for it so it's not like I broke any commandments.
Slade was right. By the way, what kind of parent would name their kid Slade. Poor guy.
As I was saying, Slade was right. It's not that I feel guilty about enjoying myself so much, but I really DID enjoy myself - tooling around in the Jeep. I called Slade and told him we needed to get together. He suggested that we have a Jeep Jamboree. Scout's honor! (ok, not really - and no, I'm not a scout). Two fun loving guys out cachin' in their 4X4's is fun, but it's not a jamboree. We needed Turtle Boy. So I called him. He said that he had already talked to Slade and was up for it, he just didn't have a Jeep.
I pray that he can join us.