At my only son’s wedding, my new daughter-in-law tried to seat me with the caterers. When I tried to take my rightful place with my family, she smiled, and in front of everyone, pulled my chair out from under me as I was sitting down. What she didn’t realize was that her own father, a man whose life I saved, had just walked in and saw the whole thing.
Franklin Ward straightened the lapels of his navy-blue suit, the same one he had worn for every important moment in his life—his wife’s funeral, his […]