In May of 2000, my wife Susannah and I purchased a beautiful modern type log cabin outside of a small resort town in West Virginia. Susannah, then 42, had just finished an expansion project at work which closed with a news conference attended by all of our local TV stations. That project, coupled with my
Where There’s a Will Ch. 01
I should probably start by saying that I never blamed my dad for getting remarried. As a matter of fact, I think I’m the only person who didn’t blame him for getting remarried. My brother and sister are both much older than me, and they certainly blamed him, and weren’t afraid to show it either.