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220px-Annie_Darwin Her given name was Anne Elizabeth, but her parents nicknamed her Annie. She was the second of ten children born into her family. Being the firstborn daughter in the family, it was fair to say that Annie was her Father’s favorite. After Annie’s death, her Father wrote, “We have lost the joy of the household, and the solace of our old age…. Oh that she could now know how deeply, how tenderly we do still & and shall ever love her dear joyous face.”[i] Continue reading

I’m Ready!

ScannedPicturesFrom Jen2 067 (2)It was Saturday, February 1, 2014.  I had gone up to Enid to visit my Dad in the hospital, arriving at 8:30 a.m..   Like the principal he was, he reported that he had already had to straighten out one of the nurses for having a bad attitude.

When the complete report was finished, Dad turned to me and said, “I need to testify to you!”  He pointed to the clock on the wall and said, “7:01!  Remember that, 7:01!  God spoke to me today at 7:01!” Continue reading

Yeah, I Remember That!

thOGEN3MNBIt was the first time in my life we didn’t have family Christmas.  As much as my parents love their family, Mom and Dad just weren’t physically up to having the family at their house.  We had all been together in late October to celebrate Dad’s 90th birthday.

I told Bonnie at that time, “Dad doesn’t look good.  He has lost a lot of weight and looks to me like he might be dying.” Still, I wasn’t prepared for the interruption of such a major family tradition.  I went on the first Friday of January to see Mom and Dad and exchange gifts.  Instead of sitting around the Christmas tree, Mom, Dad and I sat at their kitchen table.  That table is one of the safest places I know.  I always feel secure there.

After a while, Mom suggested we move into the den to be more comfortable.  I called Mom back and said, “Mom, would you mind if we sit at the table for just a little bit longer?”  Of course, she came back and sat down.  Continue reading