Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
I pulled my car into the parking lot, turned off the engine, and thought about my next step. I could leave, I didn’t have to go in. I hadn’t paid anything up to this point. I was tired from a long day of work. Only a few minutes earlier, I had let out a massive... Continue Reading →
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood and it's gotten me thinking lately about the road not taken: a car salesman, preacher, insurance carrier, farmer, and steel worker to name a few possible roads. These are all fine careers. When I was a kid, I couldn’t wait to get out of my hometown and make... Continue Reading →
I shake my head some days. I grew up in a rural farming community where small, simple church steeples outnumbered taverns and watering holes and you had to drive 30 minutes to get to the nearest grocery store. Each small village had a post office and maybe a gas station. When I was young, I... Continue Reading →
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