“We passed Columbia, the state furnace, inhaling hot garnet air as if straight from Aunt Bea's oven.” — Ray Blackston Copy Share Image
“There are potholes on the road less traveled. Some deep, some not so deep, some you dig yourself. Most are filled with mud. Many… — Ray Blackston Copy Share Image
“We spend vast amounts of time and energy crafting a thesis in our heads of how life should play out. Then Almighty God spends… — Ray Blackston Copy Share Image
“We passed Columbia, the state furnace, inhaling hot garnet air as if straight from Aunt Bea's oven.” — Ray Blackston Copy Share Image
