Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight…
Psalms 144:1 - (A Psalm of David.)
Charles Brother
“The rain poured down all the time so we had a very pleasant time of it. When we arrived there we were told to make ourselves comfortable as possible for the night, so picking out a soft board on the floor I laid down in my wet clothes and was soon asleep.””
Christine Friesel
“Henry was always highly spirited, boys are built that way, sprinting, jumping, ducking, despite Mary screaming, “She’s still in her crib! She’s still in her crib! She’s still in her crib!” ”