Obviously the facts are never just coming at you but are incorporated by an imagination that is formed by your previous experience. Memories of the past are not memories of facts but memories of your imaginings of the facts.
It doesn't matter who my father was it matters who I remember he was.
Death's in the good-bye.
I would want my legacy to be that I was a great son father and friend.
To be as good as our fathers we must be better imitation is not discipleship.
I'm a father that's what matters most. Nothing matters more.
