The Influence of a Dad
Many years ago, when my oldest son, Kevin, was a little boy, I used to tell him over and over that his daddy was a really good man. One day we were looking at the Ensign, at the picture of the general authorities. I said, …
A Brigham Young University Student Journal
Many years ago, when my oldest son, Kevin, was a little boy, I used to tell him over and over that his daddy was a really good man. One day we were looking at the Ensign, at the picture of the general authorities. I said, …