This is the final story of my three runaway adventures while I was in high school. This took place during my senior year at RVCS in 1977. The result was quite disappointing for me, but God had different plans for how this story would end.

This is the story of the second of three times I ran away while I was in high school. For some reason I thought it was a good idea to run away to Cleveland in the winter! This adventure took place in 1977 when I was a junior at RVCS.

It’s been a while – again – since I last wrote something. I need to get better at this as I enjoy writing, and as was pointed out to me earlier this week, I just need to sit down and write. Today, I am going to start writing about the three times I ran away…

I wrote two weeks ago about The Day That Changed Everything. That was the day my Dad was killed in a truck accident. In that post, I wrote about the events of that evening and the horrible day after my 13th birthday. I know I have more stories to tell about that day and its…