Arrived at the office ten minutes later, 6:14 a.m. Temperature was five degrees colder (49). It feels like March out there.
Melvin and Ella Gateley, from Cape Girardeau (the center of the cosmos), came through Springfield on their way to Branson yesterday. Melvin was the heart and soul of the Old Bethel reconstruction project. He did not take a vacation for over two years as he oversaw the rebuilding work. They brought me an artist’s painting of the Old Bethel site. When our church purchased the original Old Bethel logs for $5000, we gave Missouri Baptists a gift they will cherish long after it is forgotten that Second bought the logs.
Speaking of Missouri Baptists, I submitted two history articles for the Pathways newspaper people to examine. They liked them, and asked me to write two more. Hurray for the home team.
My grandson Caleb is playing in a strings ensemble at the Bellwether Art Gallery for First Friday Artwalk tonight, 7:30 to 8:30 p.m. He’s good. He ought to be. He practices incessantly. I’m proud of him.