Because I didn't get a picture of the packet heading out the door, here's my dossier file. I know this paper work frontward and backwards now; only a few months ago I read through the original 82 pages and felt like crying. By the grace of God, it's on my "big accomplishment of the last few months" list.
Here's my rarely seen oldest son writing a paper (and eating the little guys gold-fish.) He never looked up and noticed that I started taking pictures of him. We'll see if he reads this post.
We are the first generations of man that actually expected to find happiness here on earth, and our search for it has caused such unhappiness. Peggy Noonan