My dad had massive, callused hands. If he tightened a nut with his hands, you didn’t need a wrench. When my dad was a young boy, he and his dad built their house (probably 90 years ago – still occupied in Carlisle, AR) with their hands. Dad could build whatever he needed out of wood …
Tag: God’s Love
An Untold Story…
I have said many times, “I come from a family of storytellers.” Several weeks ago, the Best Family, my mother’s side of the family, gathered for our reunion of storytellers. The rich legacy of how people survived & thrived through difficult times. These are phenomenal stories of love wrapped in laughter. Through it all they …
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