My body is like an old car that has been in the family a LONG time.  Relatively reliable for driving around town, but not so much anymore for embarking on a cross-country trip, probably should stay in the garage if it is going to rain, etc.    One of the books I am reading ( White Lies: How the South Lost the Civil War Then Rewrote Its History)  helped me figure out who I am.  I would have been a “scalawag” back in the day, and a proud one.   What’s with the word , “Shebang.”

Forty years ago, I was sitting in a large auditorium with hundreds of others, listening to an internationally renowned Christian minister. He was famously known for, instead of standing behind a pulpit, delivering the message de jour wandering the aisles of the auditorium. As usual, I was sitting upfront in a seat right next to the aisle. As he was nearing where I was sitting, his eyes and mine met, he seemingly interrupted his message, put his hand on my left shoulder, and s

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