July 05, 1999

HANGER CHURCH

I was having a pretty good day of rest at the home of the local Habitat affiliate president outside of Sweet Home, OR. Instead of staying in the main house, I was given permission to use a small wooden cabin down by a river that flowed back. It was pretty peaceful at the cabin.

"Liz" (my bike) was taken to the local bikeshop for some needed repairs. The affiliate president's husband offered to pay for the repairs. New cranks and front gears were put on along with a chain, rear cluster, and rear derailleur cable and housing. The repairs and new parts came to about eighty dollars.

In the evening, we went to the family's church that was held nearby. Actually it was in the husband's airplane hanger. The chuch had been meeting there for several years. Indoor/ outdoor carpeting had been put on the concrete floor of the hanger.

Once the plane was rolled out, rows of folding chairs were put up and a portable pulpit and sound system was put in place. There had to have been at least sixty people in the congregation. Usually the church doesn't meet on Monday nights but this was a make-up session because of some conflicts on Sunday. After the service, I was given a ten dollar "green-handshake".