Up close,Captain Nellin was my height with eyes bright with kindness,intelligence, and curiosity. He approached me holding out his hand. Itook it, and...gave him as good I got."Scout Bates, it's an honor to meet you," he said with the unabasheddirectness and honest that the military is often known for. Then heshowed me some teeth in a lopsided smile. "You now have the record forthe longest successful mission in the history of the Scout Service." Thank you, Sir." He was making a rough joke,. Her father, it struck me was not as old as my parents, and after some cajoling from him, I explained why I was there.It turned out that he recalled my mother, who he described as a bitch, and knew all along that she didn’t like blacks. The name calling of my mother was a cold bucket of water in my face. Here was a man calling my mother a bitch with out a second thought. It turned out that he had my mother for a teacher shortly after his parents, Tina’s grand parents, moved to the area. He. I figured I should get them out of the way,and have the rest of the day to myself. After finishing them I went out to explore the apartments and see what they had to offer a teenager. Walking through the buildings I found a swimming pool. Still early I went back to the apartment and changed into my swim trunks. Grabbing a towel I went to the pool. I swam for a couple of hours, got out to start on a tan. I heard someone say it looks like you're starting to burn. I looked around and seen a. Large was right on the money too. My best guess was over ten thousand square feet of floor space. Easily enough room for me and a few dozen of my friends. Gathering friends would come later.After half an hour of roaming around inside I decided there were no current occupants and headed back to my dolly. I unloaded it about ten feet inside the entrance and went back for another load.Now I was back to trucking again. Hand trucking. It was my least favorite type. It was also a lengthy proposition..