In the archives of my childhood, I am remembering how we would periodically dust off the old projector that my dad had won as a sales incentive. These were special nights for my young siblings and me. My older sister, Mary, would pour the old…
Meditations from Dr. Tom Wagner
In the archives of my childhood, I am remembering how we would periodically dust off the old projector that my dad had won as a sales incentive. These were special nights for my young siblings and me. My older sister, Mary, would pour the old…