If the world is ever threatened by a massive flood of epic proportions, it now seems the first place to head to is Williamstown, Kentucky. There between the rolling hills of Cincinnati, Ohio and Lexington, Kentucky sits the town of Williamstown and a massive replica of Noah’s Ark.
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In a rural part of my county, a couple was arrested eight miles down the road from my home for neglect of their three children, two teenagers, and a preteen. I wish I found news like this shocking.
Read MoreHow accurately does the movie, The Friendly Persuasion, portray nineteenth-century American Quakerism?
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In an attempt to be a civic-minded Quaker, I recently took advantage of the opportunity to work at a polling station during the highly contentious Indiana primary elections of 2016. One of my earliest memories of voting was a conversation I had with my father as we drove to the polling station after I had turned 18.
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My wife Nancy and I lived and worked in the United States for eighteen years—twenty years for Nancy. Nancy worked as a nurse, and was also going to school for advanced education in health care management. Then, in April, 2013, FUM began to advertise for the position of principal at Friends Theological College (FTC).
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“Daddy’s girl” described nobody better than me as a little kid. When my dad woodworked in the garage, I pestered him into teaching me to handle power tools. If he washed his pickup, you’d find me chattering away in the truck bed. When he came home from work, I was bouncing up and down at the screen door excited to see him . . .
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