Hawthorn Suites Grand Rapids
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- Continental Breakfast
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- Swimming pool
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On November 11, 2014, we will be leaving Holland, MI and going to Bluefields, Nicaragua to stay for 7 weeks with our friends, RCA missionaries Adrian and Bernardeth Kelly-Bobb. Adrian is a pastor and Bernardeth is a medical doctor. We will be helping in their daily feeding program for 120 children that live in the slums of Bluefields. We will also be working at 2 group homes; 1 for adolescent boys and another for adolescent ...
Today we had a few hours to visit another Art Prize venue so we decided to visit the Gerald R. Ford Museum in Grand Rapids. Beautiful September weather allowed Larry and Brandon to play nine holes here at Stonewater GC, then dinner at The Fire Rock Grille. Another great ...
In a couple of hours we'll be leaving Holland to begin the first leg of our journey. Somehow leaving on September 11 feels appropriate because, as tragic as it was, this day above all others reminds me of the strength and courage of Americans, both now and in those early days of the founding of the original colonies.
There won't be much to comment on for the first couple of days. We'll be stopping in Columbus, ...
... cream making a mess. Was an hour of mayhem and by the time we arrived at the bars in town, crystal was smashed off her face. Denied into the bars she fell over a few times Bambi style ******* her knees then fell asleep on the pavement until her brother picked her up. We watched a preacher outside a club shouting how clubbing and drinking is evil, what caught our attention when he also decided to blurt out all that go to Afghanistan will instantly go to ...
... He reminds me that it's the man that struts without a care that knows how to flow with the tides.
Now is the time for reconciliations. I've brought my ideals to the altar, silent at their feet as they left from my presence. Now, in these final weeks, I bring their bodies to the ghats, placing each on their own pier. There lies my arrogance. There rests my fear. Here, at my feet, eyes closed and mouth smiling, is my ego. I ...