Years ago an old lady in our church died. In her will, she donated her car to the church to be given to a deserving teen. It was awarded to the daughter of my hunting buddy. It was an old Ford Maverick and it was a wreck. Before he was done making it drivable, it cost him a lot more than just buying her a decent older car off a lot and she still didn't have a decent car.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.