The Person Inside

For Wilshire Baptist Church

Sitting at a red light, the man behind me in the blue BMW beeped his horn as soon as the light turned green. Apparently, I wasn’t moving fast enough for him. He eventually zipped around me and raced ahead. I so wanted to scoot in behind him at the next light and provide him with the same guidance. But I didn’t. You never know the mental state of the person in the other car. More than that, I’m too old for these games. Or at least I should be.

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Where the Rubber Meets the Road

For Wilshire Baptist Church

Ken knows tires, but more important, he knows people.

Ken is a manager at the Firestone near my parents’ house. I went there on a recent evening to fix a slow tire leak and check out a few other things on my mother’s SUV. We were taking turns staying with my father in hospice care and I stole away for what turned out to be a couple of hours. I’d called ahead and Ken said they could do the work before closing time, but the line for service was long so I’d better get over there.

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Open All Hours

For Wilshire Baptist Church

Before they closed Plano’s Collin Creek Mall in June 2019 to make way for a billion-dollar mixed-use development, they threw a big party and thousands came. My father used to walk there several times a week and he could attest that in the final year it had become a ghost town with the only visitors being walkers like himself.

Local media covered the big closing party, with one reveler saying, “You would meet people here. It was almost like going to church.” 

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