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I had No Clue what to say

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I remember, as a young child, slipping into my mother’s room late at night and kneeling beside her as she was on her face before God – often weeping silently with her as she unburdened her soul before the Lord. I guess it was those memories that caused me to understand her love for the […]

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I’ll Be Home Thursday . . .

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I’ll be home Thursday . . . a final memory that still brings tears as we celebrate another Father’s Day. Daddy, as we called him, was a quiet, unpretentious man. My earliest memories are of holding his hand as he and I walked to Rossville to catch the bus to Woodland Park Baptist in Chattanooga,

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