You couldn't beg, borrow, or steal a job in 1931, 1932... it was really tough.
Christmas is telling time-wondering time. Wonder enough about it, and you'll know, and you'll tell about it.
I was raised on a little farm about 12 miles out of Portsmouth, Ohio.
I always feel a responsibility to the kids, to be somebody they could look up to.
If there were no valleys of sadness and death, we could never really appreciate the sunshine of happiness on the mountain top.
Until we meet again, may the good Lord take a liking to you.