Folks,
Sorry for the thread redirection again, but I love thinking about SOME of the old days and the funny things that happened. In the early days, mid-70s in Tuscola (near Champaign), my family used to get to worship early...just so we didn't have to sit behind this one girl (my age then; about 12; will withhold name so don't embarrass) because she would always take a big swig of the cup and then spit some back in. Delicious huh?
Bob.
