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When we headed out Monday morning for the GHC homeschool convention in Fort Worth, our first stop — after our brief stop for car reliability assurance — was to the home of our friends Garth and Terry who are helping us…
When we headed out Monday morning for the GHC homeschool convention in Fort Worth, our first stop — after our brief stop for car reliability assurance — was to the home of our friends Garth and Terry who are helping us…
In the spring of 1974, I was living off-campus in a rented room in an old red-brick mansion across the street from Middle Tennessee State University. The first floor was furnished with impressive antiques. The lady of the house rented three rooms to…
On Saturday Ray, Mother, and I drove to our local high school for our town’s annual concert by award-winning bluegrass artists Dailey and Vincent. They played at Carnegie Hall a few weeks ago, but on Saturday they were slated to play in…
Ray and I are a one-car family and have been a one-car family for most of the forty-one years of our marriage. In November our car had to spend some time in a body shop after a too-close encounter on a…
Yesterday our Wednesday morning Bible class was back in session after Christmas. As always happens, one comment led to another and we ended up far from where we started. One lady mentioned that there was a time when a person’s…
Ray and I admire the ministry our friend Mike founded when he was at an age when some people retire. For fifteen years, he has been a chaplain at a juvenile detention center. He plans to continue “as long as…