Thinking about Pop this Father’s Day…his love of aviation…and one memorable Saturday morning flight. He had gone in with two other guys at work and
I looked at the craft section of the upcoming Sunday school lesson and groaned. Another lame project involving paper, safety scissors, crayons and glue. I
Any of my friends who had Mr. Barnes at Boca High will remember him: gruff, tough, but fair and deep down, a nice guy. But
I sometimes think in terms of the observable, the familiar, what I can see and experience…the coming dusk, the first few stars, the reddish western
There’s an old cemetery at Carolina Beach that’s not far from the Cape Fear river. It’s for settlers….mostly the Newton family…who moved to the area
Today, Kristen…my oldest…celebrates her 29th birthday. Can’t believe almost three decades have flown by since they placed her in my arms. She was remarkably calm.