Tuesday, February 02, 2010
When I was a junior in high school, a dear family from my church invited me to come to live with them. My parents had died earlier, and though I could have continued living with my Aunt Liz and Uncle Vic, I missed my friends from my hometown and wanted to return. I took them up on their generous offer and lived with them on their farm for two years.
Of course, many years have passed since I lived with them. Over time, they moved away and we kept in touch via mail and email. About six years ago I got to see Thelma and one of her daughters, Carole. Today Thelma passed away. She was 98 years old. She was a fine, Christian woman. And I'll always be grateful to her and her husband for inviting me into their home.