A Prayer For A Beating Heart
Saturday, June 12th, 2010
On August 4, 1978, I met my wife for the first time. It was around 5 p.m. on a Friday afternoon and a friend and I had just arrived at a hotel in Indianapolis, Indiana, for a convention that was being sponsored by the Midwest Federation Lebanese Organization. My friend, Sam Joseph, and I walked into the hotel and Georgette was standing in the lobby visiting with a group of other people. Sam already knew Georgette and waived to her and walked over… Read More