Oklaohoma

Honestly I don't feel like typing out the 2nd part to my wonderful OK trip. Wait... I might be able to get it out. Although I don't know why I care b/c it's not like it's anything that interests anyone.

So we're in the lovely town of Holdenville and Leigh and I are staying w/ a fairly strange family and we have a rooster alarm clock. It's just wonderful. That Sunday we did our thing at the church and we made friends w/ this guy and some of the girls and I can't for the life of me remember their names. It's a neat little town b/c you can pretty much walk to everything. During lunch at the h/s everyone can walk home or eat somewhere, it's really cool. We had some party at someones house and got to meet all of the other youth.

Two of our friends were staying w/ a couple who lived across the street from where we were. Their host family were awesome! I digress... so we get home from the party Sunday night and Elise is on the phone w/ her boyfriend who lives on the other side of the tracks (both literally and figuratively) and he's freaking out b/c he thinks someone is breaking into his house. Yes, he doesn't call 911 (which seriously had just been put in a few weeks before) or his mom but his freaking girl friend who can't do anything for him. It was just very odd. On top of that she played her gameboy during the entire church service both times on Sunday. Strange indeed.

The week goes on and we befriend more of the local kids. Our two groups would hang out after they got out of school and we could all just walk around. Very neat. I believe it was the Wednesday night that we were running late for a function at the church. Leigh and I had both gotten very weird vibes from our host dad and he made both of us feel uncomfortable. I can't explain what it was but it didn't feel right. We were in the front of his truck and I'm stuck in the middle and please tell me why we couldn't have gone in the suburban? I'm sitting there and he seriously starts touching my leg and stroked it several times. Not the "oh, I'm sorry I was just changing gears" type of touch. He also had made comments during our stay and I can't remember what they were but Leigh and I were talking the other night and she remembers it too. Stuff that was subtle out of line things that make you uncomfortable. Leigh saw it and was freaked out and he kept saying weird things to us. We bolted out of the car and went into the church.

Our wonderful (and there is sarcasm dripping) youth minister, the lovely Reverend Doug Foulton, didn't buy it. We told him we didn't feel comfortable staying w/ them, etc. He just brushed us off. He always had disdain for me and yes, I was always outspoken and a little loud, but I NEVER did anything to him, especially at that age and he hadn't even been at the church a long time. So Leigh and I take our stuff and go stay with Tom (I just remembered the nice neighbors name) and his wife who had our two friends staying with them. They too knew something was up in that household and welcomed us in their house. We had so much fun and Shane the wonderful postman and the CB radios. Oh... what great memories.

By the way, my mom and Elizabeth were out of town during spring break and I thought my dad would be at home. I had tried calling him for several days and even called up at the church and Miss Linda told me he had gone out of town to join my mom. I tried calling him to tell him how I felt about our situation and to help me.

So Doug and Robbie (the old youth minister at our church but he still worked there) told Leigh and me that Friday night that we had to go back to the original host families house and spend the night. That we were out of line, blah blah blah. I remember standing on the front porch of the house we were at crying and them not listening to me or Leigh. For God's sake. We were 14 (15 in like 3 days) and didn't feel comfortable. Neither of them cared. They thought we were full of lies or what not.

We finally get home and I tell dad. I think deep down he was furious with Doug for not taking our word for anything. I can honestly say I have the deepest dislike for the man. I won't go into how deep my dislike is for him but it runs deep. I can't stand him. I will never forget this instance and how he made the both of us feel and we needed an adult there and we didn't get anything. Just wait til his little girl gets older and has the same situation. I'm sure his handling of something like that would be different.