Anna carries presents for her teachers to the bus stop for the last day of school before the Christmas break.
Even Pierson looks happy.But the big news of the day is that Brad and Elizabeth stopped by for a visit. Brad was a member of the youth group at First Christian Church, Melbourne, Florida when I was a youth minister there. When I arrived in Melbourne I was the age he is now . . . and he was the age Meghan is now.
Brad and Elizabeth (I got to be a part of their wedding) are in the process of moving from Chicago, where he became a doctor of Chiropractic, to Florida. They graced us with a visit.
To honor Elizabeth, we talked Asbury into naming a building after her (if you come to visit us we will do the same for you . . . if your name is McPheeter, Beeson, Stanger, Estes, Physical Plant, or Administration).Brad and I posed with the statue of Francis "Clint Eastwood" Asbury.
They were tired from three days of packing and moving, but we kept them up by talking their ears off and by playing "Apples to Apples." When it was time for bed we kicked them out of our house and into the Martins' apartment (they weren't home so we jimmied the door open, don't tell Jim or Terri).
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