The third Chick

It was somewhere around 11 a.m. four days after the May 2010 flood when I realized Betsy and I could not handle providing flood relief for thousands of people by ourselves. I called my friend, Kim. “We need a third general,” I told her. She showed up a couple of hours later. That was more…

Laying low

You know how it is when the finish line is just in sight and you’ve been running a long, long race and you know the hardest stuff is almost over? We did that for the last few days. Oyster Easter was over, the giveaway (interrupted by tornado warnings) was done and the move back into…