Remembering WWII, Temple Baptist Church
My uppermost thoughts today are on the 85th anniversary at Temple Church.
I had told you I’d be there if I had to walk. Well, it turns out walking is the only way I can make it, and it’s too hot for a 90-year-old to hit the concrete on foot. However, “I am there in spirit.”
My granddaughter, Hilan and her son Logan Jones, have moved in with us from Alabama. Sadly, we no longer have two empty bedrooms, so I’m not as free to insist my Ruston friends visit us for a fun time here in the Big D.