Who will open the door?
We knock once. Wait. Knock again. If you don’t answer the second time, depending on whether you’re typically at home or not when we come by on Wednesday afternoons, we’ll…
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We were going for one thing. We got another. I’d just met Mrs. K. It had been a long haul from Alabama to Texas. I had ridden with Jeff to…
Read moreThere is power in a place
It was bound to happen. If you put something up for sale, someone will eventually come along and want it. So after a few months on the market, my parents’…
Read moreFind the weird one
Darryl (not his real name) never comes to the door when we knock. He just yells, “Come in!” Once a week Kay and I wheel our cart of meals to…
Read moreWhen I am embarrassed to be white
It was Saturday morning, only days after the Charleston shootings. As part of the Huntsville Dream Center, believers from different churches were spreading out in the community to celebrate fathers…
Read moreStay hungry
I am already getting hungry. This Wednesday afternoon isn’t working out like it normally does. Usually after we volunteer a few hours, Kay and I go to Zaxby’s for chicken.…
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