Cranks My Tractor

Published: Thursday, November 7, 2013 at 10:35 AM.

They just printed me four new tickets.  Please note that I had proof of paying for these and what the seat numbers were, etc.

Tim handed them to me outside the ticket window.  I hugged Tim.

Good people in Alabama and Tennessee (and Ohio, West Virginia and Washington).  When I say Washington, I am referring to the state where Don James was a college football coach.

Now I had eight tickets and I felt a little bad.  We decided the best thing to do was to find someone who needed them.

Folks were standing outside the stadium scalping tickets for a lot of money.  We had no right to sell tickets that were given to us, thus I had to interview some folks.

The first fellow I met was there celebrating his 56th birthday, he was a minister of sorts who runs a program that uses sports for mission type work.  His mother had given him the money to buy tickets for him and his wife for his birthday.

I told him to just put the money in the collection plate at church, or use it for his mission work or give it back to his mama.  He hugged me.

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