This is a picture of an ash tray like we had when I was growing up. I loved it. It was so interesting to look at. Unusual in shape, color, texture...just fascinating to me. My daddy used to smoke, but after he asked Jesus to be his Savior, he was convicted to quit. He said, for him, he couldn't set a good Christian example with cigarettes in his pocket. Daddy was a good man; he had his faults as we all do. He was a perfectionist, which liked to have driven me crazy at times. He had a temper; after... read more
