On June 18, 2003, at two thirty in the morning, my eldest son, Billy, fell through the tile ceiling of a church, crashing into a hard, wooden pew thirty feet be

What if the church became more than a home for the hypocrites? What if the church became a hospital to heal the hurting? When the carnage of war broke out on D-

I am Silver, and there is no other pirate like me on these waters. This being the last testament of the infamous pirate Long John Silver, you would do well not