Some journeys surprise you not with where they take you, but who you meet along the way. During our 15-day "America's Beautiful Tour," what began as a standard cross-country adventure transformed into a story of coincidence that defies all odds. The early days of our tour carried us from Florida through Atlanta to St. Louis, where we stood beneath the magnificent Gateway Arch, necks craned to appreciate its impossible height against the clouds. The Cathedral Basilica offered moments of quiet...
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Some journeys surprise you not with where they take you, but who you meet along the way. During our 15-day "America's Beautiful Tour," what began as a standard cross-country adventure transformed into a story of coincidence that defies all odds. The early days of our tour carried us from Florida through Atlanta to St. Louis, where we stood beneath the magnificent Gateway Arch, necks craned to appreciate its impossible height against the clouds. The Cathedral Basilica offered moments of quiet...
I’m 14 years old and it’s Saturday just about noon time and my dad’s car needed washing. Of course, the reason I wanted to wash the car was because I could turn the car radio on and listen as I was washing the car. It wasn’t the music I wanted to hear. It was Paul Harvey, News and Commentary at noon time. My mind was focusing on being behind the microphone and communicating the day’s events that happened in my life just like Paul Harvey. Senior year in high school, Speech Class wa...
Larry's Sorta Fun Stories
Some journeys surprise you not with where they take you, but who you meet along the way. During our 15-day "America's Beautiful Tour," what began as a standard cross-country adventure transformed into a story of coincidence that defies all odds. The early days of our tour carried us from Florida through Atlanta to St. Louis, where we stood beneath the magnificent Gateway Arch, necks craned to appreciate its impossible height against the clouds. The Cathedral Basilica offered moments of quiet...
