Fish Fry

 

Fish Fry
Orange Beach, 2021

"May the favor of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands — yes, establish the work of our hands." (Psalm 90:17)

Writing children's books has been a big surprise in life for me. Never a dream. Never even considered writing a book until ten years ago when God whispered, "It's time to write her story." 

I'm having a blast today, working on next year's Fish Fry — a story about my twelve-year-old grandboy (at his request).

Beloved, may the favor of the Lord our God be upon you, and may He establish the work of your hands today, tomorrow, and all the days to come!

Fish Fry Sneak peek:

Professor Sparrow vanishing into thin air stirred up more fuss and feathers than the time Mrs. Alice Holtshausen plowed down the cemetery gates in old Gertie — her 1987 Lincoln Town Car. 

“I thought surely to goodness Gertie could squeeze right through there,” she told the Monroe County deputy.

Mrs. Alice and Professor Sparrow were both old as dirt, maybe older. Mrs. Alice’s ancestors were among the founding fathers of Clear Creek, a small community in southern Indiana. Professor Sparrow had moved there in 1978 as a new history professor at Indiana University over in Bloomington. When he heard Mrs. Alice’s great-great-grandfather’s pre-Civil War mansion was on the market, the professor had snatched it up sight unseen.