Several years ago, I had the honor of sharing in the lives of some very special children in a densely populated area of a large southern city. Primarily poor minority communities shaped these secluded ghettos shrouded by interstates and skyrise structures. Tiny deteriorating wood framed houses and brick duplexes occupied almost every foot of city plot. Young men and women clustered together in small groups on empty lots and behind overfilled trash bins--while dilapidated porches and crumbling si
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He was the cutest little five year old guy since Casper the Friendly Ghost. Shy of 35 inches in height and sporting brown leather pointy-toed cowboy boots, he made up lost height with his bold and vibrant personality. If a question needed asking, he was going to get the job done.
"Mitt Dahling, Wat cuhluh idth Jeethuth?"
I had just finished placing the last painted and glittering pinecone turkey on the windowsill of the small church recreation room to dry. We had Parent Appreciation Day co
