patterns of ink
How fruitless to be ever thinking yet never embrace a thought... to have the power to believe and believe it's all for naught. I, too, have reckoned time and truth (content to wonder if not think) in metaphors and meaning and endless patterns of ink. Perhaps a few may find their way to the world where others live, sharing not just thoughts I've gathered but those I wish to give. Tom Kapanka
About Me
- Name: .Tom Kapanka
- Location: Lake Michigan Shoreline, Midwest, United States
By Grace, I'm a follower of Christ. By day, I'm a recently retired school administrator; by night (and always), I'm a husband and father (and now a grandfather); and by week's end, I sometimes find myself writing or reading in this space. Feel free to join in the dialogue.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
More later. Please continue to pray for Bob and all of us in the days ahead: viewing Saturday, Sunday, and funeral Monday at 11:00AM in Port Huron. We're staying here through Monday/Tuesday, and our kids are driving over tomorrow.
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