My goal has been to keep my posts trained on the issues and choices that are facing us as the election draws near. But sometimes, life happens, and this is one of those times. If you have a moment today, I respectfully request your prayers for my Dad, who was hospitalized yesterday. You may recall a post from last year, when we learned of his Alzheimer's. His memory has been playing tricks on him, as you might imagine, though he's been as full of mischief as ever. It appears he had some sort of stroke yesterday. Of course, a variety of tests will be run and we, as a family, will do all we can for Dad even as we seek God's guidance and help.
Did I ever tell you about the time that Dad and his sister went walking on the railroad tracks in our hometown? They were both kids themselves, you see. Now, the tracks were owned by Southern Pacific railroad, and so the letters "S P" were stamped on them. Reading the letters aloud, his sister said, "S P," ... to which Dad immediately replied, "S don't." She ran home and tattled and he was in trouble yet again. Seems to be family trait. He's a good man, a veteran, a retired minister, and he's my very best friend. My highest honor is being his son. Your prayers are appreciated.