I recall the day my Dad told me he thought I was old enough to start cutting the grass. I can’t recall my age but we were living in Scarborough, so I’m guessing I was 13. The big deal was that the lawnmower was gas-powered! So the risk of doing something dumb, like a teen…
Category: thoughts
The problem with liberal theology
Dealing with liberal theology has not been easy. I first bumped into a liberal theologian, if I can call him that, in our first appointment. He had the largest church in town and came, it seemed to me, to this town to illuminate the congregation who he viewed as being unthinking, traditional, and uneducated. His…
The Cottage
With the reading of notes, reviewing of photos and just walking down memory lane led me to think about this blog post. In this post, my Mom talked about the land her Dad bought and going to find it. Located in Green Bay on Cecebe Lake was this wonderful place where I spent many a…
