ADBC: 11 – Dad

This is another entry in the ongoing blog conversation with my admirable brother, David. Here’s the premise. Previously in the conversation: Way back in the old century, when I worked for the Civil Service, my line manager introduced me to working lunches. I say working lunches, I really mean, he was the first work colleague […]

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Those Are Roots

My Mum prays. My Dad studies. My Dad is not a great intellect, he wouldn’t be called on for his mental prowess and academic acumen. That wasn’t my Dad. He was, however, diligent, meticulous and consistent in humbling himself before the word of God to pick out the words and understand what was going on. […]

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