Words of Wisdom
When my son John was growing up, he was real quiet. One day, he must have been around nine years old; we were driving over to my brother’s house. After about ten minutes of silence I asked, “John, why don’t you ever say anything?”
He looked at me, paused, and then said, “I will when I have something to say!”
Back from the Front
Did you ever notice that when you go into the front of a church, you’re in back? And the more up front you go, the farther back you are!