A Long-Forgotten Prayer
NOBODY IN MY FAMILY knew what I really wanted for Christmas. Not my parents or any of my seven brothers and sisters. I’d told no one. No one but God.
I wanted a pedal car just like the one I’d seen on display at the Orpheum
Only Human?
The summer after my junior year of college, I worked the night shift at a green bean cannery in Salem, Oregon. Driving home early one morning, my car sputtered to a stop just as I was heading up a long, steep hill. I had run out of gas! I spotted thr
