“And, THAT is the real reason why they call it WEST “BY GOD” LIBERTY…Because GOD is involved!” ~ Cindy Whitcomb
When I was three, Papaw Adams taught me to love coffee. Every morning he drank his hot, black percolated nectar from a hard plastic cup. Yesterday, I went into the condemned house for one final check. Something caught my eye from a cabinet that I had cleaned out earlier. It was his old coffee cup. It will live with me, and I will drink my coffee from it, until we rebuild his house and I can enjoy a cup there.