Twenty-five years ago last month, a strong and tenderhearted young man and I walked down the aisle in the chapel of a very large church near downtown Phoenix. July in Phoenix is probably less than optimal as…
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“Can you come out to play?” I haven’t heard that lately. Have you? Come out to play…what does that even look like? This seems like a foreign concept in life as an adult. How would you respond if I…