Posts with the tag “fatherless”

At a very early age, I learned what being poor was. I remember we always seemed to struggle with bills and visit churches with food closets. Our local church did a good job taking care of us, but I un...  Read More

Knock, knock, knock is what I heard one early Saturday morning as I sat on the floor watching cartoons. My mother goes to the door to be greeted by a police officer and our pastor. Even at 6 years old...  Read More