Little e, the one who thought the $3 sermon request envelope at church was to request the preacher to preach about something rather than a copy of today's sermon, had another great one today.
We're in Savannah for a few days and were taking a trolley tour around the city. As we passed a famous church, the driver said, "imagine a feather floating down from that steeple. Through the magic of Hollywood it twists and turns in the wind until it winds up right over there where there was a bench. Do you know who was sitting on that bench?"
"Forrest Gump," the whole bus said in unison.
e was looking every which way except where Forrest Gump's bench had been in the movie. I kept trying to point her at it when she turned to me and said, "I'm looking for the feather!" I'm still chuckling about it!
