Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Sanctuary!


One of our many benefits of working for the city is that while driving our truck a city officer can’t ticket us. This has lead to many driving adventures. But neighboring city rivalries threaten our safety if we were to ever cross the border. Our poor Hank cannot even out drive a bicycle cop. One day we were swept into rushing traffic, unable to turn around due to the length of the trash trailer, we forced out of our city boundaries and into the unknown. We were no longer safe. Immediate fear befell all in the truck, even Hank began to quiver. Rachel, recognizing our only option drove towards a steeple. Knowing it was our only chance for survival we pulled into the church parking lot as Rachel cried “Sanctuary! Sanctuary! Sanctuary!” (see time 2:55 )

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