Ministering to the Unemployed

Last week I was in Pendleton to meet with a prosecutor. No. I’m not in trouble. Not yet, anyway. We were just chatting about some people we knew and stories we’d heard. While we were talking, the Guv’ner slipped into the coffee house. I didn’t notice him at first, what with the storytelling that was [Read More...]


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