(Why is Jesus in the subject field?  To get by my uncle's spam filter.)

IN WHICH All Things Fall Into Place, Just Like the Ordering of Creation, the Smoke of a Roaring Campfire, the Final Pages of an Excellent Book, or the Crust on a Pizza Hut Pizza, AND the Final Plans Become Official.

It was then, in our darkest hour, after Josh had doubted his ability to take a 'huge' test, and Jason had told me he may not be able to come - only then did Mike Vreeland re-enter the picture.

For surely you recall - he was the other who had shown interest in the ticket, the other who had the chance to come along, and were it not for the quickness of Josh in snapping up the other ticket, he may yet have been anticipating the trip.

But no, it is not what you think.

It was not to take the place of Jason or Josh that Mike was speaking, but rather to save us all.  And he did it with a cookie in his mouth.

"Hey, Jason," he mumbled through a mouthful, for he was (and is) the RA most likely to eat more cookies than his rightful share, "I'm going to be here all weekend."

"So you're not going to Vermont with Job?"

"No, I have too much work to do.  I'll be here all week."

As we went around the circle, it turned out that hardly anyone was going with Job - all had found some excuse or reason not to go.  (Eventually, it turned out that the trip itself was cancelled.)  But Mike - out of all the RA's - was the only one to have experience in Residence Life before this year, and thus, the most likely to pass the scrutiny of Denise when weighing whether to leave the dorm without an RD or RDA.

Jason agreed that Mike being in charge of the dorm would be fine with him, and that he would ask Denise the next morning, and would tell me soon afterward.  I had no doubt that her decision would be approval.

And indeed it was.

I saw Josh a little later on that week in the Academic Building and pointed him toward the office of his teacher.  "I was just planning on going there myself," he said.

"Well, there's a map up here of everyone's office," I said, pointing to the large map, which is placed strategically on each floor.  "You don't have to look around on every floor.  See, here he is.  Dr. Tyson.  Room 309."  (That's a guess, by the way - I no longer remember Dr. Tyson's room number.  Don't go to Room 309 to check my figures.)

"Oh."

The next time I saw him, he informed me that he would be taking the test Friday morning at 9 or 9:30, and though it would undoubtedly be a very hard test and he would have to study more than he had ever studied before to pass it, he would be able to leave once it was finished at about 11.

Very pleased by these outcomes, I placed a return call to Mike Jordan, informing him that of course everything was going according to plan, there was no need to worry, I knew the way to his house, and we would be leaving at about 11 AM on Friday morning.

I don't even remember if I ever told him all this.

If not, well, now he knows.

TO BE CONTINUED

Part Five

NHS Speech

"My View" Editorial

The October Surprise
|  Round 1 |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5  |
|   6  |  7  |  8  |  9  |  10  |
|  11  |  12  |  Final Bell  |

Journey to Jersey II
|  Intro  |  1  |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5  |
|   6  |  7  |  8  |  9  |  10  |  11  |
|  12  |  13  |  14  |  15  |

Journey to Jersey I
|  1  |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5  |   6  |  7  |  8  |
|  9  |  10  |  11  |  12  |  13  |  14  |
|  15  |  16  |  17  |  18  |  19  |  20  |

An Epic Saga
|  Act  1  |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5  |
|   6  |  7  |  8  |  9  |  10  |  11  |
|  12  |  13  |  14  |  15  |  16  |

Christian Rock Email

Freshman Room Draw
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|  Three  |  Four  |  Five  |