I have to admit to a bit of snobbery when it comes to the Great Lakes, having grown up on the Gulf coast in Florida. I mean, where are the shells for crying out loud?
Author: wally metts
Wally Metts is the daysman. He is a professor of English and communication at Spring Arbor University and co-pastors Falling Waters Bible Church. The father of four adult children, he and his wife Katie raise barn cats on 20 acres in Horton, Michigan. His grandchildren call him Santa.
The color of grief
Grief for me has always been about weariness and sadness, not about anger or tears. That's too bad. I think it lasts longer that way.
Grr…
Reloaded revisited
Snide remarking philosophical poet.