A light snow fell as I turned into our driveway. I parked at the far end. Our yellow house, built in 1927 from a Sears and Roebucks kit, glowed in the afternoon sun. Surrounded by a white picket fence, our home was almost cliché. Thankful for a half-day of work at the Naval Chaplains School,Continue reading “You Remember That Woman Who Gave the Apple to Snow White?”