Flying never gets old to me.
The Lord can provide for two trips as easily as one.
This message never grows old because for too many of us it never sinks in.
Now in the solitude of night, I realize how much of our family history is summed up in that tree.
A score plus four I’ve been with you;
The years have seemed but just a few.
An anniversary is a time to look back and to look ahead.
Remembering good times with the grandparents on this special day
I have never heard Him say “I love you,”
But He wrote it in a Letter, and I have it to this day,
and read it often.
We enjoy the backyard pool by day and by night.
But when I breathe my last, then I will fly...