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At the end of the third song, I leaned over and told my wife, “I thought we were coming to an acapella concert.” She replied ...
At the end of the third song, I leaned over and told my wife, “I thought we were coming to an acapella concert.” She replied ...
I walked into the Renew Sunday School Class five weeks after Mary Lou and I last attended. The class spontaneously broke into applause as I ...
Cowboys and Indians. It was the game of choice for boys my age sixty years ago. It was fueled by popular television series of the ...
It is three weeks past the official start of autumn. September 23rd to be exact. In this part of the world, that does not really ...
It has been a day of big decisions. What do I want to eat for breakfast? For lunch? For dinner? What color t-shirt do I ...
My father handed me the check written on the Bank of Cottonwood. It was made out to me in the amount of $750 and I ...
I sat down on the bus after the Auburn – California game at Berkely. It was near midnight and my team had just pulled out ...
I am not sure when I understood the meaning of Advent. The Baptist Church I grew up in did not celebrate Advent. That was over ...
I climbed up on the board placed over the two arms of the barber chair. The old gentleman pumped the chair to raise me up ...
Over my many years of playing the organ and piano in church, one of my favorite times was on Sunday evening at the Presbyterian Church ...