The Feed

Image by Helmut H. Kroiss My earliest memory of church was getting my ear pinched to the point of tears, while sitting in a pew, scared to death of making a sound. My heart still smiles at this as I have always wondered how Dad could reach his arm around Mom with the speed of a serpent and strike with the same accuracy. I’m pretty sure he learned this tactic from his dad because I know my sons can relate. Anyway, I have many memories from church and most still put a smile on