It was Autumn again. A whole year had passed since I had first come to Memphis State. Things seemed different now…no longer the strangeness of being new. It had been an eventful summer and one in which I’d grown a great deal. I’d been challenged and come away the better for it. I thought often about the beautiful Pacific Northwest and all that I seen there. I also thought about how God had chosen to work in such a mysterious way…for my good and His glory. I kept the papers from the train reservation for many years…just in case I …