On the subject of me… It was May 31st, 1978 at around 10 a.m. when my mother gave birth to a baby boy.  The first thing my mom told me I did when I was born was let loose a golden stream.  I suppose I had been holding it until I was out of the womb.  I was born in Dayton, Ohio not too far away from where my grandparents on my mother’s side currently live.  It was a different time and a much safer place then it is now.  I lived only two years of my life in Dayton before my dad decided that he would like to find a job working for the church.  They decided that the best place to do that would be in Lynchburg, Virginia where Liberty University was.   For those of you who aren’t familiar with that institute, it was one of the biggest Christian learning facilities there was.  My father got a job working for a local printing company as a means to support his family while he went to school.  My sister was born not too long after we moved to Lynchburg.  My parents told me that shortly after bringing her home that my response was “okay, done, take her back now”.  I guess I wasn’t too happy that I wasn’t the only child anymore.