Preacher's Piece

If my memory serves me correctly, my earliest recollection as a child was when I was just under three years old and my mom and dad brought my baby brother home from the hospital after he was born. Another brother and I were staying at our aunt’s house. We were playing outside that day when we saw dad coming up the driveway in our family station wagon. As he got closer, I saw mom in the passenger seat. Dad pulled up and stopped and there was mom holding this little blond baby in her arms all wrapped up tight in blankets. She was so proud.

Another memory was when I was 4 or 5 years old, one of m...