Didn't you think of me last Sunday night? I went to the Billy Graham services. When they sang all the old revival songs I thought of you.
My childhood and girlhood, especially the time when Dad brought a load of livestock to Fort Worth and instead of going to the Majestic (vaudeville show) I took him out to the Fat Stock Show Coliseum to hear Billy Sunday.
During the sermon he leaned down and whispered, "Couldn't you have taken me to a better show than this?"
