Published in the Interest of the Staunton Community for Over 143 Years

To You … With Love,

By Avis Richardson (Retired Reverend)

The Shepherd

Father's Day always sends me back to the Missouri hills where first I remember the sound of my grandfather's voice.

Coming from parents who had been divorced, I seldom saw my own father, but it was the rough and gnarled hands of my Pa that clutched my heart. He was the tree planted by the waters that yielded its fruit in season, and whose roots went down deep in his families' tree of life. I always saw a part of his pride and dignity in my Aunt Eva's spirit. I still see a glimpse of him, now and then in my brother Bill.

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