
Just a few details that are interesting to me.
It was August of 1979, and I was 12 years old. Dad called home and asked Mom to bring Donnie, Brenda, and me to the American Airlines Maintenance and Engineering Base in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Dad was in management for American, but on this summer day the attention of many was drawn to something very unusual outside. Throughout the offices people were calling family and friends saying, "You've gotta come to the airport and check this out!" You see, the Space Shuttle Enterprise and its 747 transport (formerly owned by American) had landed and was near the AA hangers. The Enterprise was the first Shuttle constructed and was used for test flights within the earth's atmosphere. So Mom loaded all of us up, and we made the short drive from Claremore to Tulsa and joined my dad. What I saw was incredible. In front of me was a real space ship sitting on the back of a huge airplane. For a young boy (and many adults) it was truly a sight to behold.
Do you know how you can tell when someone trusts you? They ask you to take care of their family pets while they are away on vacation. On several occasions Kim and I have both asked and been asked by others to feed and water the pets during family trips. It is a blessing to have friends you can call on for help. It is also good to know that those around you trust you and feel close enough to ask for your assistance. Now before you non-pet owners start to laugh, think about all this request to care for the family pet encompasses. You are being asked to care for many of your friend's most valuable possessions. You are given the code to the neighborhood gate, a key to the home, the home security access log in, the responsibility of gathering the mail and newspapers, and if that is not enough, you also have the responsibility of feeding and watering animals that are really counting on you not to forget them.
The first weekend of September Brayden and I were able to slip away for a few days together. Our stated purpose…dove hunting. Our destination…Wheeler, Texas. Now don’t get me wrong. I really enjoy dove hunting. But something even greater always occurs on these trips. I get to spend time with my son. Parenting is an awesome responsibility and privilege God gives us, and the time we have with them as children seems to speed by so fast. But when Brayden and I go hunting, it usually includes trips to Bass Pro Shop, packing our gear, drive time in the truck (18 hours roundtrip this time), sitting in a stand or some other hunting location, mealtimes, hanging out in the cabin between hunts, cleaning birds, and so forth. So as you can see, there is a lot of time we are “with” each other.





