Summertime: And the Livin’ (Isn’t) Easy
I was born in West Virginia. As a young boy, I would lie in my bed at night and listen to the towboats blow their whistles as they entered the curve on the Ohio River at Huntington. The towboats actually pushed the barges. It was dangerous work The barges were usually in groups of six across and eight long, stretching...
Birth of a New Community
A Community's Birth
Communities of people are fluid. We change houses or jobs, get a promotion at work or join a church. Years later, some may choose to move into a retirement home. In each of these instances, we experience new community. As people move into Pilgrim Manor, they immediately become aware of entering a different lifestyle. As they make...