Here is something a little different… Someone with a Blogger blog posts about a how he was in a group that came to Niagara Falls to preach:
Ken and I stood on Clifton Hill for the most part, Ken encouraging, almost goading me, to get into one-to-one conversations as I passed out tracts. But I hate doing that, because all of these people keep passing by without ever hearing the Gospel from me. But the conversations that I had with Steve, Matt, and another young man whose name I did not get made it worthwhile to entrust those souls to God and to obey Him in this matter.