I became a teenager in 1966, when fellow teens and twenty-somethings were telling the “establishment” (that was anyone over thirty who did things the way things had been done before) that their old ways didn’t work. Actually most teenagers of the…
Several years ago, our good friend Pat Wilhelm gave us a book about Thanksgiving, one of the only books about Thanksgiving for adults that I have ever seen. Thanksgiving: Feast and Festival was compiled by Mildred Corell Luckhardt and was published in…
I had been twenty-one years old for twenty-five days when I married Ray in 1974. I joined him in Lexington, Kentucky, where he was working on his Masters in history. We were about four hours away from my folks and…
Just weeks after Ray and I were engaged in 1974, we stopped at a country store a few miles outside of my hometown. Inside was a girl I had known in high school. We had graduated a year apart, she…
When Keith Getty talked about writing music for Christian allegorical dramas, he quipped that all Christians from Belfast want to be C.S. Lewis. I have long appreciated the writings of Lewis. I learned about him from my husband Ray. Ray…
I grew up in the center of downtown Ashland City, Tennessee, right in the midst of all 2,000 of us Ashland Citians. My granddaddy’s store was behind us. My school was in view to the left and across the street…
