I am reminded of a summer afternoon several years back.
I was working as a designer in the offices of a magazine located some miles north of Fort Worth. It was a slow day, just past lunch-time, when someone burst in excitedly to tell us that there was a guy walking down the freeway, bearing a cross.
“You mean like a little cross, or…,”
“No, like it’s a full sized cross! Like ACTUAL size.”
There was a moment then, when we all kind of looked at each other and a silent communication passed around the circle, “well, it’s not like we have anything better to do.” And so we piled into a couple cars and went to go see the guy with the cross.
I wasn’t sure what to expect, of course.
In a perfect world we might have found Trigun’s Nicholas Wolfwood wandering in from No Man’s Land.
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