My Old Auburn Home

I made it home from Arkansas late last night following the interview at Harding. Nice folks there – all gracious and informative about the university. They really didn’t have to sell me about their cause – I am the product of two Christian universities – well, such as I am that is. Maybe I’m not the poster-person they seek, but I am hopeful.

I spent the entire time driving back listening to Donald Miller’s book, “Blue like Jazz” on my iphone It was a good ride – opened my ears to lots of stuff so far outside all of my experiences. He lives in Portland. I was there once, with the Army. I didn’t venture far from the hotel as it (surprisingly) rained most of the time. Looking forward to reading (or listening) to more stuff from Mr. Miller.
The photo above is of a little shack where I stayed while at Auburn University while stumbling through graduate school; and finally leaving to join the Air Force – a career move that lacked the whole “thinking-it-through-first” ingredient. It was 160 1/2 Bragg Street because the main house was 160 and the little shack only counted for one-half of an address. I rented it from a sweet woman named Mr. Guthrie. Good times.