I knew a rancher who lived near Lometa Texas His two grandsons were my best friends We would go into town with him and follow him around while he shopped and chatted with the folks he knew He knew them all by name and he knew their stories He rsquo d stop here and there and ask about a sick child or a difficult marriage and he rsquo d offer a word of encouragement or two He would share Scripture and pray if it seemed the right thing to do I rsquo ll never forget the man He was something
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