So I'm going to be in Dallas the weekend of June 14 speaking at both Highland Oaks' plants. Since I'm in town, I thought it would be good to get with my friend Chuck. He had written me in January, but we haven't seen each other in a bit. The last time I got to visit with him was after church one Sunday when I was in the area.
I like my friend, Chuck. He's a plain sort with a smile that can be seen on radio. We get along all right; we have since our first meeting in the mid-80's. We went to lunch a couple of times when I passed through his city. Both times, when the check came, he begged off on buying with the line, Oh Terry, I left my wallet on my desk. The first time didn't seem odd.
So I notified him this week fully aware he owes me two lunches at this stage of the game and, hey, I'm counting. His secretary wrote back:
Good morning, Terry,
Chuck asked me to send his regrets for lunch or dinner Saturday, June 13; he already has plans with all of his family. He also asked me to let you know he regrets not being able to buy you a snow cone for lunch.
I can only imagine the joy and laughter when you two get together!
Let me know if I can help in any other way.
Have a great day,
A snow cone. That what my friend Chuck (Swindoll) would have forked over the money for. Ah, we all know better. He would have left his wallet on his desk. I just feel certain he would.