Young teenage boys are often struggling with balancing the drive of two or more forces from deep within our souls. Continue reading “The T Swing Adventure”
I awoke very early and listened carefully. Was anyone awake? It was early Saturday morning, early fall and suddenly I could hear the furnace firing up, a sharp, small but clear explosion followed by the spinning up of the blower before settling down to only a quiet background hum, but no evidence of consciousness. The adventure awaited me, calling gently for my prompt attention. Keenly listening for anyone else, I pushed back my covers and crept into the night.