tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post7279308854349954802..comments2024-03-22T10:51:23.567-05:00Comments on Faith, Fiction, Friends: Playground on the leveeGlynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10802111972232088511noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-77850150943578536782019-04-20T14:09:02.680-05:002019-04-20T14:09:02.680-05:00I loved the fan. And the dawning realizations. And...I loved the fan. And the dawning realizations. And the way, as a child, you thought the place had been sort of made especially for you.L.L. Barkathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12592498863483967730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-28439078922591571772019-04-20T12:25:13.988-05:002019-04-20T12:25:13.988-05:00I like the progression of insight as you grow olde...I like the progression of insight as you grow older. It is amazing how differently we see things as children than when we become adults. I wonder which is the right perspective?DIANE STEPHENSONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04787298013225669904noreply@blogger.com