Almost meeting True Parents while fundraising at McDonalds

I was dropped off with a sister; I think her name is Cynthia, on a bright beautiful morning. She became famous on that day and for me, not a mention until now… We were told do a ODU (origin-division- union) on this huge beautiful highway filled with stores, small and big, restaurants, parking lots, the ideal strip. I wish her well and good luck and ran down my side of the street. After a few hours, come to the end and jump on the other side of the highway.

I meet up with her just outside of a McDonald and she is walking at least a few inches off the ground with a big smile on her face. She tells me the most incredible story. She just met True Father and True Mother with some True Children in the McDonald. Father gave her a French fries wrapper and signed it for her.

Of course, I did what any true blue fundraiser would do and ran into the McDonald to see if maybe they were still there, even checked the bathroom but they were gone. Looked into the parking lot and searched thru the car windows but no True Father. After pick up the whole team celebrated — by fundraising more!

Father gave a speech one day, talking about his meeting an African sister in a McDonalds… I hope Cynthia is well and she still has that French fries wrapper!