Face-to-Face
The year is 1968. My workplace in Dallas is having its employees’ Christmas’ family night. The 18-month-old boy here is Ryan, my son. Notice the Nehru suit along with the Beatles’ haircut. Also, notice the look on my boy’s face – he wasn’t at all impressed with the Santa who was giving out Christmas stockings.…
Born to Create
Our Creator continues to inspire me daily. All of His creation is masterful! I’m so proud of Him. I’m like a child when I say, “THAT’S MY DAD!” Honestly, I cringe when I hear people say: “I’m not creative. I can’t cook. I’m not an artist. I’m not a crafty person. I can’t sing. I…