Where's George?

No, this isn't a story about where our former president is.

I delighted to report the granola bar saga is finally over. My permanent dental bridge arrived yesterday. While the dental assistant, Erica, was working her magic on the ivories, Dr. Davis came by to see how I was doing. I never could figure out why a dentist asks you questions while his assistant has your mouth full of sharp metal objects.

He saw on my form that I was a minister and asked where I was a pastor. When I told him I was one of those itinerant, traveling guys and that I did Biblical one man dramas, Erica asked if I would come to her church. So when she had completed her duties, I gave her a brochure for her pastor.

Later when I got home, I checked my emails and saw that I had an email from my dentist. Dr. D. asked me to come back to the office as he wanted to give us a donation. You can bet I scurried back to his office. It's not every day a dentist gives his patient money!

When we entered his office, he gave us 50 one dollar bills. On each was written www.wheresgeorge.com. If you go to this site, you can track where your dollar bills go and how fast they got to where they went!

So we're going to give away these bills as we walk and ask the receiver to register the bills on "Where's George?" so the good doctor can follow us and his money around America. As the dollar travels from where we left it, he can continue to watch it move from city to state to country as long as people register the bill.

Aaaah! If we could only track our government's spending so well.