My Friend Arthur

We were bused from Sacramento to Reno. We rode a train from Reno to Salt Lake City. We then bused from SLC to Kansas City. Somewhere along the I-80 route, we crossed the Great Divide. At the time, the Kansas City Chiefs was not on my list of favorite things to do or places to go before my demise, but they soon became a member of my bucket list. The memory of the trip itself and all the joy it brought my friend and I was not the real treasure. The real treasure hidden in a field; the real pearl of great pride was the six days and six nights spent with a friend. Sure, we both greatly enjoyed the entire theme of 'Football', but the real deal was the chats and the conversations of the heart about life and family; about childhood and Christ. It was the brief time spent in a conversation with two other guys as we passed through Winnemucca, Nev. on the Eastbound train. We stayed two nights in KC. In KC we went to a KC Chiefs game. We also met the KC cheerleaders. We rented a car and headed for home on Monday afternoon. The long drive back from KC to Sac was great and not a chore. The KCC has been my friend's favorite team since childhood, and I can imagine how it made him feel to see a live home game. By the way, the home team lost to a non-contending team. However, my friend's team won the Super Bowl that same year. 092924PS