The Front Porch, and the Beginning of Wisdom Summer nights, sitting on the porch with my grandfather, was the beginning of my love for wisdom. "Granddaddy," as all thirteen of his grandchildren affectionately called him,enjoyed sitting on the porch after supper, in his rocking chair, while he puffed away on a good cigar. My Grandmother did not like his "cigars" thus banished his smoking from the house. I never minded the aroma of a g ood cigar, and grandmother's cigar rule created good one on one opportunities with granddaddy. When visiting my grandparents there were times when I had the opportunity to sit with my grandfather on the porch while he enjoyed his cigar. This usually took place after supper, or sometime we would go on occasional walks in the field behind his house checking out the mares and foals. My grandfather would puff away while we "studied" as he liked to call it, on various subjects. As granddaddy puffed away he wou...
For over 40 years I have taught the Word, from that I share my heart.