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The Value of Teamwork

This post is the fifteenth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

As I have written before, my father and I shared the love of sports. While he was a basketball and football star in college at Samford University, I attended Clemson University in South Carolina on a scholarship

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The Gift of Stepfamily

This post is the fourteenth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

A long-time friend of my father was Hudson Baggett. They went to seminary together and remained in touch with one another over the years. They regularly teased one another, laughed together, and had a sense of humor

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An Unfortunate Dream That Came True

This post is the thirteenth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

On August 4th, 1965, my father, sister, and I went to peek in my parent’s bedroom where my mother was asleep. She was resting comfortably and we decided not to wake her to kiss her good

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When Tragedies Happen

This post is the twelfth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

I never knew my oldest sister. But my father told me about her.

She was born approximately three and a half years before I was born. My mother had a couple of miscarriages in her first two

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Color Blindness

This post is the eleventh in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

I grew up in the heart of Dixie during the most tumultuous times of the Civil Rights Movement. I was born in Selma, grew up in Montgomery, and went to high school in a Birmingham suburb called

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Aunt Malissa's Grace

This post is the tenth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

My father was one of the most honest persons I have known. Of course he wasn’t perfect, but there was a part of him that wanted to make sure that what he said and what he did

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Interrupted Games

This post is the ninth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

I grew up on a suburban street in Montgomery, AL that had approximately ten boys on the same block with all us in the same grade except two of us who were one year younger. We played

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Grief Unleashed in Nashville

This post is the eighth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

I graduated from seminary in December, 1980, and I was fortunate to get a job at a large church in Louisville, KY as the Minister of Pastoral Care. At the same time, my father was the senior

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Visiting the Sick

This post is the seventh in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

There was something about visiting persons in the hospital that my father loved for as long as I can remember.

Personally, I think he sensed the vulnerability of the patient, the anxiety of the family members, and

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Caring for the Elderly

This post is the sixth in a series, “Lessons from my Father, Lewis Marler,” who lived from 1921-1998.

During my junior year at Clemson University, I finally made the decision that after I graduated from college I would go to a seminary and become a minister.

I had the unique opportunity to work in my

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