As children we are sometimes oblivious to what our parents are going through. Especially at Christmas. Dad used to tell this story in his inspirational
Tag: Philadelphia
The winter coat
I waited at the school bus stop, my 16-year-old body shivering. The stinging winds seared my face and my lungs burned from inhaling the frigid
A Sabbath snow
I was 10 years old when I saw my first flakes of snow. My father’s work had transferred our family from humid, tropical South Texas