Amy and I like to walk. We walk around the neighborhood or through shopping centers or stores. When we walk, we hold hands. It is both a sign of affection to each other and a statement to those around us that we are and forever will be a couple - no, we are ONE. I … Continue reading Hand in Hand
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Oh, How the Father Loves His Children
This print hangs on the wall in my study. When I look at the print, my eyes focus on the center of the scene where the father walks hand in hand with a young boy. I do not know what Washington Irving had in mind with this part of the scene, but I am … Continue reading Oh, How the Father Loves His Children
Driving Thought 