My Grandpa Purvis was named Louis and went by “Lou”. My first name is Louis, after him. I hated the name Louis while growing up. It wasn’t until my sister Kathy told me a story about Grandpa Purvis that I realized it was a name to be proud of. Read one of my early posts which I called “A Name To Be Proud Of” to see why you can “Call Me Lou.”
A Few Of My Latest Blogs
- Gangs.As a Park Ranger, I had to be ready for just about anything. It could be about camping fees or some type of serious criminal act.
- Thank You!!Thank You for Following and Liking my blog “Call Me Lou.” I have reached 100 followers and appreciate each and every one of you.
- So There I Was…I was tired and bored as I sat in the drive-thru of our local Abilene McDonalds. Apparently, the Good Lord was in the same line.
- The Gold Stud.Dad was a Christ-loving pacifist. That was the only reason I lived to reach the age of 18.
- The Flood.The flood at the creek nearly drown me. I never told mom what really happened.
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Published by John Purvis
I was born and raised in Kansas. I am number 6 in a family of 7 children. My father was a minister in the United Methodist Church for 50 years. We moved every few years to a new church. Each new location became a new chapter in the journey. I have had the privilege of knowing so many different people from varying backgrounds. I have also had many friends and close relatives who’ve been able to share this journey. As an adult I have worked in law enforcement, taught crimnal justice in a university, and practiced as an attorney. I wanted to share some of the stories and adventures I have had.