I have been reading my wife's blog on her faith journey. As all good writing does, it got me thinking. I decided to put my own journey on paper, albiet virtual. Maybe then I will figure out some things. It seems we have reached yet another crossroads and I hope that glancing back the way we have come will give us insite into the road to choose.
I was raised in Kansas City, Kansas. I'm what's called locally a "Dotte." That's taken from the name of the county, Wyandotte. While I was growing up, Wyandotte was the poorest county in Kansas. Our neighbor, Johnson County, was the richest. Dottes are fiercely independent perhaps to make up for something, for spite, or just because. We strongly rebel against authority.
That's why I include it here. I certainly have an independent streak in me. At times, I argue for arguement's sake. Not the smartest move, but...
This allows me to set up what is to come in my history. Now, on to that.
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