The end month of Porter's recent gig was very stressful, with lots of pressure and 80+ hour work weeks. My father often said that his favorite Bible quotation was "And it came to pass...." This, too, has passed at last, and we have survived. Many thanks to those of you who upheld Porter in your prayers.
If anyone wants a measure of how stressful the time was, I need only say that he has spent several days recently working on replacing a neighbor's roof, and some of you remember that two years ago—after replacing ours—he said he'd never, ever do that again. But this is how he chooses to relax these days, finding the physical work a delightful change.
So, onward! Two days in Roanoke, then who knows? It's always an adventure.One doesn't need to run off to other countries to have adventure, I see! Glad to hear Dad survived it.
