Monthly Archives: May 2016

Dad, I was watching when you were taking care of all the women that didn’t have people to stand up for them. Rosemarie, Donna, and Patty next door. She was a widow, and you spent more time in their driveway … Continue reading →

  That’s a weird looking picture. Some sort of what-the-hell-hieroglyphic at first.  And it is, in a way most people probably won’t understand. That picture was my Church sermon this morning. A message just for me, as I sat here … Continue reading →