Kev

When I was at MPPC (Menlo Park Presbyterian Church) last Sunday, I inquired to the Help Desk about families that lived in Cupertino who might be able to give a poor and car-less college intern a ride to church. This week, I got an answer. The George’s. On Tuesday or so, I received an email from Catherine George, welcoming me to the bay area and informing me that they would be my ride to church on Sunday.So Sunday came, and I waited just outside the Aviare gate for them to pick me up at 8:50. At 8:55, a Honda Odyssey arrived carrying Nathan and Catherine George, and there three children: Lawrence (11), Dougie (9), and Luke (6). And as they rolled down the window to say hello, I was greeted by the strong warmth of a British accent. They were 10 month newbies to the Bay area from the Horsham England. OK, I admit, I think it was Horsham. Basically, it was south England. Catherine and Nathan both run a ministry that sells products made in the slums of the world to Americans of all walks of life. It’s an incredible industry, and currently booming too.As soon as a child can walk, a soccer ball is placed in front of him. So, of course, all of the George boys were incredible soccer players. After church, we grabbed lunch at then headed to the park to join other church goers. It was a big church picnic in the park. After the typical small talk and chatter, Luke and Dougie challenged me to a game of football (soccer for us Americans). They destroyed me. I don’t even think I ever got the ball. I would run towards one of them, their feet would become a blur, and the ball would pass between my legs into the goal before I had a chance. Smashing.So for the next 12 weeks, the George’s will be my ride to church, and more than that, they will be friends that make my life for exciting, more interesting, and certainly more enjoyable on many levels.See my latest album in the Photos section