Griffin

I was on the road performing and was going to be arriving in Georgia two weeks before I could actually set up camp at the renaissance festival where I was performing. I did not know where I was going to camp for the two weeks. Oddly I began to see the word "Griffin" everywhere. It became almost ridiculous. I would see or hear it twenty to thirty times a day. I even turned on the news one time to here the Anchorman telling the Weatherman that is was strange that they both just named their first-born sons Griffin. I opened a map of the area and discovered the closest place that I could camp was near Griffin, Georgia.

I took this as a sign and drove to High Falls State Park near Griffin Georgia. I arrived and went to the office to find out where I could camp. I was informed that the sites by the water were a little more expensive than the ones a little further back in the woods.

I pulled my travel trailer to the first site in the woods. As I backed into the site a man walked up to the side of my truck and knocked on the window. "Hey, the power is out on that site. You'll have to pull over to the next one," he said. I thanked him and pulled to the next site. He was driving a mid-fifties Chevy truck much like my father used to own. He had long hair pulled into a pony tail like my own; he was wearing shorts similar to the ones that I usually wear. He was someone I felt completely comfortable with.

I backed into the next site and before I unhooked my trailer, I took a lamp from inside and plugged it into the power source. The light came on. After I set up my trailer, I looked for the man who had helped me to find out what was nearby for shopping. But he was gone no where to be found. I settled in the trailer for the night turned on my television. I watched as a major storm rolled in to the area. Before the night was through a tornado had passed within ten miles of the site and the trailer knocked back and forth through the torrential wind and rain.

In the morning I awakened to sunny skies again. When I opened the door to the trailer and stepped outside, I was shocked to see that where I would have been camped lay a fallen tree, one large enough that it would have easily crushed the trailer and landed right where I would have been sleeping. Curious, I got my lamp from the trailer again and walked to the other site. I plugged the lamp in and it flickered to life. There was nothing wrong with the power on that site.