There is a marvelous man named Roscoe who works part time here at the college. We have discovered that we have much in common even though he is thirty years my senior. We have become good friends. Roscoe was talking with me this past Thursday about the trip and asked if I was going to be taking any pictures. I said what I have told a few others who have asked: I had wanted to video the whole thing but I blew what little spare cash I had on a mini disk recorder. So I am limited to a point-and-shoot 35mm camera.

The next day Roscoe walked into my office and plopped two boxes onto my desk. The boxes contained a video camera and all manner of battery packs and attachments. Then he said, "There you are. It is all yours!" And that is exactly what he meant. He GAVE it to me!

There are so very many things about this trip already which border upon the miraculous!