We had to climb to the peak of that mountain and live to tell the tale. Unfortunately for us, we lived in Kansas, so the nearest mountain was over 600 miles away, in Colorado. My nephew Michael, and I, had the next best thing,…. a CHURCH,…. with a STEEP-HIGH-ARCHED-ROOF. This death-defying climb required us toContinue reading “Climb That Mountain!”
Mother scarred me for life when she had me wear second-hand girls clothing and tried to convince me they were boys clothes.
I snuck away from a church picnic to slide down the spillway at the lake and nearly killed myself in the process.
Playing firefighter in the parsonage got too real when my plan went awry.