Confused But Not Afraid: Carrying On Nonsense With Carole
From my downstairs office this morning, I called out some trivial nonsense to wife, Carole, who called back to invite me upstairs so that she could hear me. I teased that when I called her name I expected her to come front and center. She said in that case, when she came front and center, better I expect to be running, that I had her confused with someone who would not put a knot on my head. But I am not afraid. I'm not.
Don Loy Whisnant/Journey Notes 8F12gracepointamerica.org