Faith, Fiction, Friends

In March, I will mark an important anniversary – my tenth year as a grandfather. Little did I know how much I would enjoy what I would ...

I have no grandfather stories. My mother’s father died of a ruptured appendix when she was 12. My father’s father died when I was n...

There was a time when I would have thought that being a grandfather was for old people. Either my definition of “old people” changed, o...

It was a place of eternal fascination for me as a child. My grandmother in Shreveport had a small house with a detached one-car garage...

Today, I have a post over at The High Calling – a story about having no grandfather stories . The post will be live this morning. As a small...