Theirs was a marriage meant for the books. He was a man like no other. My father was the youngest among six children. Him and my mother were neighbors. They eloped and were married on March 3, 1963. They were blessed with five children, with twins. I always remember Daddy to be a hardworking man….
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Resting on the Wings of God
Some ideas do not begin as plans. They begin as moments. Quiet ones. The kind that almost pass unnoticed if we are not paying attention. One mid-morning, I was sitting at our dining table writing when I noticed a small bird perched on the stair rail outside. It was not doing anything remarkable. It simply…
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