Amazing Grace

Last night I picked up my son from the airport. His flight arrived at 11:37 p.m., an hour late. He had been in Flagstaff at a high-elevation running camp. (That detail is totally beside the point, but I included it because I think it’s cool). Anyway, after collecting luggage and then eating at Steak ‘n ShakeContinue reading “Amazing Grace”

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