New Mexico

My former youth minister, Steven, was now working for Razorbacks for Christ and recruited me to work on a project. He wanted me to go to New Mexico to check things out and report back. I don't remember much, but I do remember sitting in a very space-age looking food court, all white and glass with a bubble dome and rounded white plastic chairs. I walked over to a yellow and green tri-fold bulletin board, science fair style, read it up and down. I knew I needed to report back, but I didn't want to check into it that far. So I didn't do anything.