My dad, Rev. Charles Marshall, is celebrating his 88th birthday today. He was born in 1927 in the little Arkansas town of Armorel, which was named by combining letters of Arkansas and Missouri with the initials of Robert E. Lee.
Dad's middle name is Pinkney. He was named for his great grandfather, Pink Puckett, who raised Dad's mom after her mother died.
The Pinkney name was passed on to my brother, who is Charles Junior. Until he reached kindergarten, he thought his middle name was Picnic. No kidding.
Dad has been a faithful servant of God through all my years. He started preaching only a few weeks before I was born. I have always been proud to be known as his son.