Now that I have completed my posts about the bishops in my
life, I can return to the chaotic ramblings of my history. As you may have
noticed by now, I do not do to well in sequentially presenting events in my
life. That is why I chose to use this blog. I feel this blogging medium is a
forum that is open to the chronological as well as the immediate posts.
To that end, I am now including a post about an experience I
had with a young, sick boy named Tanner Larsen. First, let me provide you some background.
