I pulled into church, lunch in hand. It was hot. My quarter-zip sweatshirt and long Khaki pants were not the right choice for this 100⁰ sunny August day. I ran my fingers threw brow were sweat was already forming. That when it caught my eye, that odd gravesite next to church.

Jordan Adlard-Rogers' life seems more like fiction than reality. Jordan was raised in public housing by a single mother in Porthleven, England. He spent his early adulthood as a struggling care worker, barely making enough to get by. However,

When I first came to Hurstbourne Christian Church my sister got me a Bonsai tree. It is a beautiful Juniper or was a beautiful Juniper. It has two sweeping large branches hanging over a rock wall, and to the side is an interesting little beard figurine with a fishing rod.

Back to School seems to come earlier and earlier…