A life lived backwards

By GailyWhaley

I drove past my childhood home today. We used to live on a farm and it was a temperance hotel. My family have been great Methodists. They built this chapel and house and I remember the chapel coming first in everything. I was baptised in the chapel, as was my father and grandfather.

I am very saddened by Paul Flowers' activities, but it seems that every religion has its own problems.

Thank you for yesterday. You do make me feel better.

Wishing you a lovely weekend.

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