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PrologueBy Thomas M. ParsonsMy wife says I am a compulsive communicator. I suppose she is correct, at least in some ways. In a crowd of people, where I have to compete with others for center stage, I am not a compulsive communicator. I will sit back and wait for someone else to express what I'm thinking. Sooner or later, someone nearly always does. But give me a sheet of paper, or, nowadays, a blank computer screen, and the words will flow copiously and unstoppable from me. For several years now I have been working on a treatise I have entitled This Little Life of Mine, which is a detailed account of my life. It is intended to be left behind at my going to Heaven someday so that my children and grandchildren can read about the funny old man they called "dad" or "granddad." He wasn't always old. He probably was always funny in one way or another. I really do not wish to have anyone read the full treatise until after I am dead. Not that there is anything that revealing in it - I have led a rather straight and narrow life, after all - but there are personal things in it that I really don't want to be around when my descendents read. Is this an extension of Windsor's Child? Yes, in some ways it is. It includes some of the things told in that book, but goes on and picks up the story where Windsor's Child left off. Will it ever be published? Not while I'm around! If anyone wishes to publish it after I'm gone, that is their decision. I doubt that there will ever be much of a market for the book. After all, Windsor's Child was published a whole four months ago as I write this, and when I sell just 999,974 more copies, I will reach a million copies! But there are portions of the manuscript I would like to post here on the website, free for all to read. They are the parts that are not so personal. In Windsor's Child I was careful not to tell the stories of any of my living siblings because I do not have the right to do that. I told only the stories of those who are no longer living.
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1. Why Write? 2. The Rest of the Windsor Story 3. Teachers, Classrooms and Friends 4. Hail to Orange and Blue 5. Senior Year 6. A Girl and Her Horse 7. The Education of a Journalist 8. The New Baptist in Town 9. Going Steady 10. What? Me? A Pastor? 11. A Broken Heart 12. Ozalid and Oswald 13. Oops! 14. The Scattering 15. My First Car 16. My Future 17. No Room in the Dorm 18. A Place To Crash 19. Let The Sun Shine In 20. A Job and a Girl CHAPTERS COMING IN THE FUTURE 21. A Bicycle in Muskegon (1/15) 22. A Little Loving (2/1) 23. What I Learned in the Library (2/15)
I will follow that same procedue here. When of necessity I must include others who are still living, I will alter their identity by using a different name for them, and by changing some details. My plan is to post a chapter or two each month until I run out of chapters I am willing to share publicly. I will leave them here on the site for awhile, then put them back in the personal file not to be printed until I am in Heaven. Read them or don't. Enjoy them or hate them. Do as you will. But I am ready to reveal some of the things I have experienced with you, not to glorify me, for there is nothing to glorify there, but rather to glorify God. It is my desire that when all is said and done, Christ will be the hero of these stories. Click on whatever chapters are listed above (next to my handsome high school graduation picture) that you care to. Thanks for visiting this website, and thanks for reading what I, the compulsive communicator, have placed here. |
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