I was in Lexington, KY, in May of 1977 with my 2 younger brothers when Grandpa Wetzel dropped us off at the theater to see what he said was “Winnie-the-Pooh.”
A Heritage and Future of Reading
When the books we have are no longer the books we knew, who will teach us to read?
Katie Kalmerton & Clyde Squire–Requiescat in Pace
The church is Catholic, universal, so are all her actions; all that she does belongs to all. When she baptizes a child, that action concerns me; for that child is thereby connected to that body which is my head too, and ingrafted into that body whereof I am a member. And when she buries a […]