Dave got us a gig on the road to lead worship at an outreach church in Garden City so yesterday he, Scott, and I headed out in the flat Kansas back roads for the four hour drive. We always have fun together but these two were in rare form. I wish you could have heard Dave’s reaction to driving behind a truck full of cows. First wet drops began hitting the windshield and Dave asked what it was. Then the smell happened. And the drops got larger. Dave figured out what it was ( cow pee) and started coming unglued and Scott could not stop giggling. By the time we got to Garden City the entire front of Dave’s car was covered in yellowish brown slime. He was just about unhinged. And later the smell of cow poo in the air. Even the flat barren landscape and the tiny towns had Dave exclaiming “How in the world could people live here!”. Over and over. And Scott giggling the entire time.
The singing itself was fun and the pie was delicious. We sang for a very small crowd there for “pie and praise”. We even did a song in Spanish. The missionaries talk went in a little long, ok, a lot long (1 1/2 hours) which just provided for lots of good teasing for how each other got through it after. At dinner the missionary asked me why I thought young people are leaving the church. I’m pretty sure I’m on his prayer list now.
After the concert a girl asked Scott if what we did was country music. He said , “we do both kinds of music, country and Western.”. He didn’t actually say that to her but I thought it was pretty funny.
We sang a lot in the car, of course. We sang the Bee Gees and the Eagles. And laughed. Dave and Scott did impressions. And every five minutes Dave said something about cow pee or how barren it was or how could people live out there.
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