The man caught my attention as I was cruising down Kentucky Highway 210, somewhere between Hodgenville and Campbellsville. My five-year old grandson and I were traveling alone, and the little guy had fallen asleep in the back seat, worn out, I suppose, from a full day of fun, taking in whatever interested us along Kentucky …
I exited the University of Louisville hospital and hot-footed it up Chestnut Avenue toward Norton Hospital. I had suddenly changed courses, and having started in another direction, I quickened my pace. Although I had made a spontaneous decision, I had a reason for my journey. Earlier that morning I had arrived to pray for a …
With my arm draped around my almost five-year-old grandson, I draw him close as he munches on his cheese burger. We’re nestled in a booth at his favorite fast food restaurant. Then, his question: “PopPop, you won’t let any mean man get me, will you?” I know why he asks. Not long ago, we had …
One of the deacons in my church prefaced his offertory prayer this past Sunday with a pray of another kind, not one having to do with the offering itself but nonetheless a most appropriate prayer for the hour in which we Americans find ourselves once again. After mentioning the recent bad news about one person …
“Do you know the code to get out?” she asked me. “Indeed, I do,” I told her. “Good, I’ll walk out with you.” Like me, she had been visiting someone in the long-term care facility. “Do you have a friend or relative here?” I asked as we stepped down the stairs. “An old friend,” she …