For Wilshire Baptist Church
“Are you two twins?” The man asking the question might have been kidding, but I bristled a little before I answered. “Sure, we’re twins — born 25 years apart.”
I was sitting beside my father in the waiting room at a physical therapist, waiting on a session to work on a kink in his neck and back that’s needed some attention. Otherwise he’s as healthy as any man his age or even one 25 years younger. Continue reading “Learning Me”