WEEKLY DEVOS

The rhythmic hum of car tires on a brick street can be as therapeutic as rain on a tin roof, particularly as it echoes off stately Victorian homes set back just enough to allow old shade trees to soften the clatter and cool the air.  The Village of Bremen still...

Each summer during my formative years, Mom packed me off to my Grandma Grubb’s farm for two weeks so I could attend Vacation Bible School at Oakthorpe Christian Union Church. She helped me haul my bags into Grandma’s huge kitchen, kissed me on the forehead, then...

There’s a TV reality show that somehow manages to catch my imagination like none other. You’ve seen it, I’m sure—the one where people bring their antiques to a location in order that professional appraisers from all over the country can tell them what they don’t know...

Tony* was a good enough kid, but he frosted my cookies every time he rode his chrome-laden, store-bought bike into our driveway. He came for only one reason: to show off the newest accessory he’d bought. A new bike was definitely a rich-kid deal in our neighborhood....

A while back I had a stress test done. Heart disease runs in my family, and so I thought at my age I should have myself tested. At first, I was flattered when several nurses came in to watch as I stumbled along on the treadmill. I thought to myself, “They are probably...

Marilyn has been particularly generous to me over the past six months. She agreed to tap into our savings allowing me to finish the restoration of my 1967 Sunbeam Alpine. I’m an old hand at auto restoration, but this is the first British-built sports car I’ve tackled....