Thoughts On My Anniversary…

Twenty-four years ago today, I had a remarkable and unforgettable conversation with a young woman, a PLYT, at a dinner party celebrating my brother-in-laws thirty-fifth birthday.
We talked about a lot of things that night; but what I remember most is the way she shared with me the innermost desires of her heart and the three things – above all else – she most aspired to be: A praying woman of God; A faithful wife; and a good mother.
So I made her my wife, and I made her a mother. And I will even go so far as to say I am partially responsible for having made her a woman of God, because that’s exactly what she had to become in order to have endured twenty-four years of life by my side!

I’m not sure if she believes she has or will ever become the woman she aspired to be those many years ago, and it really doesn’t matter. Because to me… she has been that woman every single day for the last twenty-four years!

Happy Anniversary … to me!

Deconstructing the myths of the 1st Thanksgiving


Deconstructing the Myths of “The First Thanksgiving”
96797-050-4C479C83This picture — a reproduction of an early 20th century oil painting by J.L.G. Ferris on display at the library of Congress — is the image most present day Americans have of the first Thanksgiving between the European settlers and Wampanoag Indians at Plimoth Plantation (now Plymouth, MA). One glance and it’s clear to see how thankful Samoset, Squanto and the entire Wampanoag nation must have been to know they would not starve that winter because they now shared their land with kind, benevolent and generous friends like Edward Winslow. It’s such a beautiful painting, it’s almost disappointing to know it isn’t true!
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