History, Real Life, and Faith
The power of one teacher’s observation changed my father’s life–and thus mine. Benny was a harum-scarum young man in the 1940s. The eldest child in a family of four with a dad who often wandered off, he was raised in a poor family supported by my grandmother’s job in the tool room at a local defense plant. The family took…
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Visiting Budapest with a shadow novel
The Communist horror of Budapest displayed in the Terror House
A sober visit to Budapest’s terror museums
I’ve been working off a master “to do” list for over a month now, life has been that busy. I had six writing deadlines to finish on April 1, alone, and felt a lot of pressure to finish up before I leave on a quick trip. Stress had built in countless ways. It’s all ironic since my 2011 resolution was…
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Would God really say I’m tired of blessing you?