For Wilshire Baptist Church
“Want to race?” I ask Ross as he settles into the bike next to me.
“No, I don’t think so,” he smiles.
It’s a silly question from me because neither of us is going anywhere. He’s on a stationary bike and I’m on a hand bike — in a room in a medical building on the Bush Turnpike.
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I didn’t notice the irony at first, but last week we attended the graduation ceremony of class #82 of the Collin College Fire Academy. Wilshire’s Ethan Walters was among the 21 graduates, and we were there to support him but also Kristi, his incredible, tenacious mother.
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I’m a big fan of misheard lyrics. I especially like the ones that are goofy and nonsensical. Probably the most famous is Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “there’s a bad moon on the rise” lyric that has been humorously misquoted as “there’s a bathroom on the right.”
Sometimes the wrong words sound right but they change the meaning significantly. For years I heard an old Charlie Rich song, “Rolling with the Flow,” that said, “I’ve got my angel raising kids” until I read the actual lyrics, “While guys my age are raising kids.” Instead of being a married man who can’t settle down, the narrator is a single man who hasn’t grown up. Big difference for sure.
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