On The Road With Denny D

Grade School   Bricks, mortar and windows   Saint Jules looked like every grade school back in the '60s. It was a huge cookie-cutter brown brick building. All the classrooms had large windows, and every window had a smaller window underneath that when opened barely let in any air. Take your seat Our small desks survived generations of abuse. Each one had a hole at the top right-hand corner that once held ink wells.  The writing surface was also a lid hiding the contents inside. My desk contained coloured pencils, a yoyo, a baseball glove with a red, white and blue sponge ball and finally a brown lunch bag, on the days we didn't run home for lunch.  Inside the lunch bag was nothing too special: a PB and J sandwich wrapped in neatly folded wax paper and a red and green Macintosh apple. Sometimes we would have a treat: a few strawberry wafer cookies or ginger snaps. The sandwich I would devour minus the crust but the apple, I would shine up take two bit...

Have you found Jesus? How many times have you heard someone say that? I was at the coffee shop the other day and I saw a lady sitting at a corner table. She was sipping a cup and chatting with a friend. I could have sworn she was my cousin. I didn't want to appear rude, so I walked over. On the way, I noticed she wasn't my cousin, and I apologized for my intrusion. She said, "No problem" and she continued with "Maybe there was a reason why I was sent to her table. Have you found Jesus?"  My response was "Yes I have" We both shared a "God bless you" I knew she wasn't Catholic because she never said" And with your spirit" I politely smiled and walked back to my table. There were other responses I could’ve used for the, have you found Jesus question? I could have used. "I am a believer, but I am no homecoming queen" or "No but I'll let him know you're looking for him if I do” This was from one of many pag...