I loved writing stories when I was a kid. Somewhere in my parents’ attic, there are probably decades-old blue-lined spiral notebooks filled with epic handwritten tales of knights and dragons, illustrated with my double-decker super-pack of 64 Crayola colored...
My childhood pastor, Tom Paino, just died at 101 years old. The passing of this spiritual giant has stirred some powerful memories in me. Just last year, Pastor Tom called and asked me to come over to his apartment for a visit. Pastor Tom was always bigger than...
