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Coming of Age in America
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Some may recognize these words that come from Job chapter 19 and beginning with verse 23. But the unknown author didn’t stop there. The next verse reads; For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the last he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been thus destroyed, yet in my flesh I shall see God. In no way am I comparing my life to the one recorded in the book of Job. He was tested beyond belief. Yet he was grounded. He never lost faith or his trust in God. I, on the other hand, was a slow learner. Blame it on my Southern roots, or just me being me. I’m the one accountable. Looking back I see that I have experienced a lot. It’s only with the perspective of time and divine intervention that I can look back and see that He was there every step of the way. I’m old enough to appreciate that now. I’m not bold enough to say my words need to be written down or inscribed in a book. Nor do they need to be engraved upon a rock, but a few of my readers have asked to know a little more about my life after I shared Chasing The American Dream a while back. The stories I shared in that segment began after I completed high school, told a little about my college years, early work experiences, meeting my wife, restoring an old house and ended when my wife and I felt led to move to Kentucky in 1978. The following is a little bit of history about the area of the country where I grew up and portions of my early life experiences until I went away to college, where Chasing The American Dream began. As I usually do, I tell it as I remember it. If there are any errors they are unintentional and I own them. Some of these stories were first shared in a book I wrote for my daughters in 2008. In sharing them here I have tried to do a better job at putting them in chronological order. Coming of Age in America, Part 1
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