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It was 10:30 on Wednesday night, and I'd been asleep for at least thirty minutes when John and Joshua got home from Minute Maid Park. They'd made a last-minute decision to take in the final game of the season, which was also the Astros last home game in the National League. Joshua really wanted to talk, so when he knocked on the door and asked, You asleep, mom? I forced a little grunt and made myself wake up. You know that Pay It Forward bumper sticker on your van?
Well, someone did that for us tonight and I had steak at the Astros game. Steak? I wondered. My excited yet exhausted teen went on to say that at the ticket booth (no line during a losing season), they walked right up and John had just said the he needed two tickets when a man appeared behind him and offered them two of theirs. Before John could offer to pay, he said they could just have them, that he was paying it forward. Joshua piped up that I had a bumper sticker that said that, so somehow getting those tickets was providential, that it was meant to be. They followed the man and his son into a special entrance, and that's when they glanced down to take a closer look at the treasures they'd just been handed:
My picture's a little blurry, but yep, you're seeing it right . . . the ticket price is $375.00 per ticket. Pretty special, all right. Heck, we wouldn't even pay that for a plane ticket home much less a seat at the Astros game, and John said they were treated to all the food and drinks they wanted and that they ate like crazy in those
Diamond Club Seats.
Joshua told me that he contemplated paying it forward by sharing some steak with the lady sitting across the aisle from them because she didn't have access to their amazing smorgasbord buffet, but he didn't think that'd be right, so he was still thinking about what he would do. And on their way out the door after the 2-0 win, they were served warm chocolate chip cookies and cold chocolate milk to top off a last-minute outing to Minute Maid Park that hit a home run with my boys. What PIF experience have you been involved in lately?