I might have already mentioned in a previous blog that when I became a Christian I was not even aware of it. My Mother told me of an incident when we were visiting our neighbors one bright moonlit night. We were standing out in their yard and our neighbor Harold was holding me. I was around two years old at the time. Harold teased me as he announced, “See that moon Mickey” (Yep, that’s what they called me back in…..
When one is a teacher and a struggling author opportunities arise where one receives requests to speak to various organizations. Over the years I have given a variety of speeches to a wide variety of audiences. One of my early speech memories occurred when the Junior class of Wheaton High School requested that I speak at their junior/senior prom banquet. I pretended I had kept a diary of my own junior prom experiences and read portions of it to them……