Open and Closed Doors

Writing about oneself can be a self-centered experience. Yet there is something therapeutic and responsible in the act of engaging in reflection about one's life. As I write these words, I am living in the eighth decade of life and I am forced to self-examination as the driving forces of achievement diminish into the question, "Was what I did with my life worth the struggles and hard work to make a difference in the world in which I

lived?"

My wife Sue and I spent twenty-seven years in Louisv...