I was still a very young pastor. I realized I needed more training. My fellow pastors in the district had discovered a graduate school geared to people who were already active in the ministry as pastors and associates. It was a school that met only on Mondays to accommodate them. The only problem was, it was a three hour drive from home. So, four of us decided to form a carpool and share the duties of driving. Our meeting place was a Denny’s restaurant at the foot of the mountain we needed to cross to get to our classes.