Why Me?

Born in America, in the 1950’s, in Southern Indiana is a far cry from Jerusalem, Israel.

That is where this story starts, near the Ohio River, in a burgh of a town, reputedly to be the only town in the North captured and held by the South during that war. There stood the Baptist church where, I spent my first Sunday on this earth. The church where my Grandfather had a long term relationship, as a member, deacon and teacher of bible adult study.

The fact that is in America, after World War II, when you are free to make […]