The world sure seems like an uncertain place at the moment with lots of questions and pressures all around.
As we sat around the dinner table, my 17-year-old son started shovelling food down his throat. The sight was almost as unpleasant as the noise he was creating!
Soon we will be able to reconnect with our family and friends, many of who have been separated from us overseas, as we see the restrictions being relaxed by the government. Red light? Green light? Maybe some of us are stuck at an “Orange light”, unsure which way we should be travelling.
When my wife came home and told me that they were looking for someone to step in and drive the school bus for our church, I had no idea that she was thinking about me. They needed someone who could drive a stick-shift. Tick! They needed someone who…
Back in the early 1990’s, whilst working in the United Kingdom, I was involved with a product called the Personal Communication Computer (or the P.C.C. for short). It consisted of a desktop computer, with a camera, tailored hardware and software and a phone connected to an ISDN line.