David Jenkins is no longer with us, but his spirit is in this website through the stories he told us over the years. I was cleaning out old posts today and thought I would repost this one from April 2013.… Read the rest
My father would have made a better Old Testament prophet than a barber. He often wandered the mountains of eastern Oregon with a gnarled walking stick, erecting crosses and altars to mark sites to which he would like to return. He had no heart for traditional camping. We eschewed sanctioned camping spots for those discovered by my father during his wanderings. If he were Abraham and I were Isaac, I knew enough Bible to be wary if he gathered wood for anything other than a campfire.