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April 10, 2008
The pledge drive is cruising across the radio, gripping the wheel firmly at three and nine oíclock. The big tires bounce over quarter notes, and down into valleys of song, as guitars move like connecting rods hidden beneath grease and steel. Itís a day for being out side and the announcer is torn between encouraging the audience to go out and to ride the bus, to at least drop their wallet or a credit card when they stand up to get off. Itís a travelling tent revival, and the pledge drive grinds a low gear, downshifts and climbs another radio.