They Were Just Birds
As far as the eye could see in both directions, it was a highway of migrating birds, mere dashes against the gray blue morning sky. …
As far as the eye could see in both directions, it was a highway of migrating birds, mere dashes against the gray blue morning sky. …
One Saturday night I was doing a police chaplaincy ride-along with a veteran sergeant. We checked on a lakefront nightspot that college students near and …