For Wilshire Baptist Church
Leaving Wilshire on Monday night after deacons meeting, I saw ahead of me an SUV that was turning right from Abrams onto Northwest Highway. I’ve gone home that way a thousand times but I chose not to this time, because the SUV was traveling without lights. When it slowed at the intersection, the brake lights lit up, but before and after that, the SUV was almost invisible. I took another route because I was tired and afraid.
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“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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