the thought came, “this little stick could break and then you would fall.” i realized that was true so climbed down. then he nodded his head with a slight, thin smile. the interaction among them is what truly makes this conference the best. i know something else too, and that's what happened to my brother and me on the second night of that camping trip. she has been unable to travel to the markets since her home was flooded. the door swings open and papa comes home, stomping dirt from his boots. we could not have managed without her. 