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When I was a young boy I lived in a most beautiful place deep in the mountains of Arizona, a state of diversity, where there are four separate seasons; and over one-third of our country’s indigenous trees are found. There is lots of sky by day and stars at night, gazing down on mountain tops, lakes, streams, canyons, meadows and fields.



I was raised in a family that went to Christian churches. My mother took us children every Sunday and Wednesday to a Baptist place of worship; on Easter we at… Continue

The rain had come again. It fell all around and made itself known by taking on its own individual forms; and creating its own identical, yet unique, little sounds. Beyond this rose, and fell, in ascending and descending strength, the vibrations of a thunderous voice that seemed to help those little droplets find their way to the bottom of their fall. And, in and out, and surrounding all of this, an overpowering erratic illumination took place as though it was supposed to be there; yeah, as thoug… Continue