A Voice Cries Out!
What can we learn from John the Baptist?
A Voice Cries Out!
I grew up on the big hill behind St. Marys, WV, just off of Route 16.
I remember that every morning, about 8 o’clock in the morning, my sister and I would walk the hundred yards out our driveway to the bus stop that stood there, and meet the MacEldowneys, who had walked up from their home deep behind Old Man Wilson’s pasture in the holl…