After Six Years…
The book Steeple in the Distance is no longer a scribbled collection on lined paper, or pages on a computer screen. It has become a book for hands and eyes other than my own. It was fitting that the first purchased copy should pass to the hands of Gwen, my faithful, long suffering reader-aka the lab rat.
It is also fitting that the celebration ‘book party’ should include the faithful, patient, encouraging initial reader-aka husband John, business manager. And last, but certainly far from least, son Nathaniel-aka layout guy, cover designer, marketing manager.
There you have it, the crew that ‘got ‘er done.’
“And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us: and establish Thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish Thou it. Ps.90:17
“And sometimes I think about a one-and-a-half-year old child with its baby teeth still coming in, whose days on this earth were so very, very few.” (National Geographic, July 1988, page 53) The author of the article, haunted by that scene as he unearthed the remains of a 4th century town on the Island of..Read More ›
We spent a half week with all nine of the children and the twelve grandchildren. The occasion was our son’s wedding. Tears threatened when the boys, now men, stood as groomsmen for their brother. The struggle of our grandson to stay awake and the relaxed attitude in one of the boy’s suits served to prevent..Read More ›