Saturday, January 17, 2009


January 16, 2009. Day Sixteen. Friday. I got through my day without running into any unsaved people or going door-to-door, so I stopped by McDonalds for a small fry for the sole purpose of talking to two people and giving them tracts.

1 comment:

  1. You said this in a funny way. What instantly flashed in my head was how Mr. Ross would laugh if he read this.

    I talked to Romero, my co-worker, again, but it was brief because he never stands still. He is like trying to catch a puppy. It actually reminded me of the time I talked with a walking mail man down a long street all the way to his vehicle. I did that because mail men can't take literature from anyone. I felt like I was doing an intense exercise walk.