Eyes Opened
I clearly remember the day I learned about the “n” word. My father’s parents had done a motor trip to the West and came home through Texas. My grandfather related that he admired how white people in a West Continue reading Eyes Opened
Making time for God in your life
I clearly remember the day I learned about the “n” word. My father’s parents had done a motor trip to the West and came home through Texas. My grandfather related that he admired how white people in a West Continue reading Eyes Opened
I find great joy in being myself these days. God has and continues to restore my love for the good things I find now or found when I was younger. One of my delights is the success my football team Continue reading Joy to the World
Mother would have been 95 years old today. Our birthdays are one week apart, always part of our Buckeyes’ football season. I miss her most in autumn; we always talked after an Ohio State football game. Ohio Stadium is home Continue reading Remembering Mother