Words. They are powerful, able to inspire, to educate, to stir the heart. God has called me to share my story, which is really His story, to glorify HIm.
…just uninspired. After posting a new blog once every week for over three years, I have run out of steam. But as you maybe can tell, I still log in every day to see what you all are up to. Your posts inspire, educate, and interest me. The occasional chuckle you elicit brightens my day. I admire your skills as writers; you make me want to write better.
But, until I get my next inspiration, maybe my next road trip, I’m going to leave you with a couple of photos – proof of life if you will.
Me and Monica Palumbo, the sweetest NASCAR Sprint girl. Richmond, VA 2011
My genuine Tasmanian Devil wool cap, a gift from my daughters after their trip to New Zealand.
And because I’m all about wheels, here’s the 1961 Plymouth Valiant I owned right after we were married. Just because it’s the weirdest looking car I’ve owned (so far).It had three on the floor, a slant six engine, and a cool sounding glass pack muffler. If that last sentence made no sense to you it’s because I’m old and you’re not.