“Anyway, the first question was how do we get past that ten foot iron fence around the whole property. We planned on using some milk crates that the neighbors kept stashed across the alley from the church. We would use them like steps, stacked up all the way to the top.
Once the plan was in place, we started at twilight, not too bright, not too dark. We all snuck back to the alleyway, making sure no one saw us together, and we started stacking the crates one by one forming a stairway along the gate. As good as we thought our plan was, we ran out of crates a few feet short of the top. Those suckers were as shaky as jello, and I was glad I wasn’t the one going over, but all in all, I thought they’d do the job.
“So Paco was first. He walked up the rickety steps, his legs wobbling ever
