Kind of....One time we were up in the mountains at a camp ground on top of a pass and i was outside the camper picking a few berries with my dogs in tow. Our friends were across the way and sitting and relaxing, just talking around the camp. A young man came into the camp looking for the water pump that used to be available for fresh water, but the camp rangers had capped it off and the guy stopped to ask about it. He was riding a bike and had some headgear on. I said to him that if he needed a drink of water i would be glad to bring him out a glass of water. He looked very humble and was reluctant to bother me with it. He had the kindest warmest eyes and looked to be of a middle eastern country. But he was shy i guess and looked down, i reassured him about the water and that the next stop would be several miles away. Well, about that time our family friend had over heard the conversation and came out of his trailor with 2 bottles of cold water for this man. He thanked us heartily and went on his way. As i watched him leave, i worried about him a little bit....being alone and the wild animals and traffic up there on the highway. He was a long way from home, he had said he was from Paris after all. I went back to the camp with the other folks and they said, "Do you always talk to strangers" I said..."well he needed a drink of water, and i could not refuse anyone a glass of water". One of the women spoke up and said "well what if he was a terrorist?" I said..."well heck, what if he was Jesus Christ?" ...They phoo phooed that idea with a "Humph". But no sooner was that said "Humph"...when i happened to look down at the camp table i was sitting on and on the cement part where the wooden leg joined, there was the initials "J.C" written into the cement, only one....., J.C...... I said aloud..."see!" No one had noticed it before and my fellow campers laughed nervously....
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