The other day, the King’s mother (who is the elderly parent living with us at this point in her life) was warmly remembering back to the late 1940’s.

They were living in a second-floor apartment down by the old Lake Street Sears store. One afternoon, she was busy with housework, and suddenly realized that her little boy was missing. After a search she found him running off down the block.

It reminded me of a book she showed me a while back saying, “This was Larry’s favorite book as a little boy."

Hmmmm.

Point your kids in the right direction—when they’re old they won’t be lost. Proverbs 22:6