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Tag Archives: Memorials
In Search of Higher Education, Part 2 ~ A Memory Test We’re Failing
In planning this series that we began last week, it hadn’t occurred to me that Memorial Day would be arriving just as we’re getting underway, but it
Posted in Cultural Context, Devotional, Faith, Family, and Culture, Humor Turned to Insight, Insights, Memorial Day, Right Side Up, Wake Up Calls
Tagged A Memory Test We're Failing, Gallagher's Pen, In Search of Higher Education, Memorials, Remember the Lord your God, Right Side Up Thinking in an Upside Down World, Ron Gallagher
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A Living Memorial ~ Or Just Another Pile of Rocks?
No hot summer day, not even Virginia’s notorious ‘dog days’ of August, was ever able to coerce my grandpa into wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Long-sleeved shirts were a trademark of his, as was his ever-present hat and that little half-smile … Continue reading