A Sign.
I’m thinking it’s a sign
So. I was driving home from the grocery store the other morning, and just as I pull into my parking spot at the house, the radio came on–by itself–and a deep voice said in a shout, “GOD loves ice cream. And HE MUST. But he loves plain vanilla.” Long pause.
And then I turned the radio off.
Also
Flood pictures at Harris Park on Saturday morning. The Ohio crested sometime on Friday evening.
