by Elaine Olsen | Oct 9, 2017 | family fun, friendship, hunger, living God's truth, pilgrimage, sundays
We drove my Grandpa Al home yesterday. Well… sort of. He wasn’t really my grandpa. My Grandpa Al died in 1994 at the age of eighty-three. The man we drove home, Howard, is seventy-four but could have passed as Al’s brother. Short in stature, round in the belly,...