I would have enjoyed introducing Lyle to the writing of David Fitch. After all, he did read Mark Noll. And, if he knew that Fitch’s latest book references Noll a bit, I am certain he would be intrigued.
But, the greater teaser would be to tell Lyle that David … Continue reading
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Who could ever get angry with such a little guy?! And, no, though it looks like Nathan, it is indeed Lyle. Don’t you know Lyle would be unplugging my Internet connection if he knew I was posting these photos. (Nathan, I know you are watching and yes, there … Continue reading
Saturdays. I wondered today what would Lyle be doing the first Saturday of March. If he were not at the fire station he may have planned for folks to come watch the Bedlam game this afternoon. I confess, he would be sorely disappointed in the Sooners’ season but would … Continue reading
We are supposed to influence our children. After all, they do not know what we know. I am sure as Lyle looked in on Natalie he had no idea one day he would write these words,
“My daughter Natalie who turned me on to blogging.”
In fact, I am … Continue reading
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To say six years lapsed in a town our size without ever crossing Lyle’s path would be inaccurate. School events always put us in proximity. I am sure we chatted here and there.
Late in the summer of 2002 Lyle, Evette, and Nathan began visiting Snow Hill. Natalie had … Continue reading
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