Where does the time go? It seems like only a year since last Good Friday.
I am a firm believer in tradition, so this year, like every year, I pause to consider the meaning of the day, and pass on some words of wisdom from some boys from England.
And despite what some might conclude from reading this blog, I really do try to look on the bright side of life. It can be hard to find, but it’s there. Just don’t go looking for it in church or in Washington.