I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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MEET MY BROTHER – CLYDE RODGERS
Come let us reason together, I say. I am eighty-seven years old; Clyde was eighty-five. Reason will tell you I knew him for all his days. Longer than anyone here. Right? Of course. So I also knew the eighty-five year … Continue reading
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