One. the men at the annual Stoppel Christmas gathering.
Two. sweet enduring Christ-like love.
Three. my father, who has M.S. (multiple sclerosis), takes his turn shooting at a water bottle 25 yards away with a bee-bee gun. At this point in time 5 of us have all taken our turn and have missed the now gallon-sized water bottle. Dad sets aside his cane (that never leaves his side), and covers one eye, and as he teeters back and fort, he shoots.
Four. And made the only kill of the day. thus the victory shot. It was a great moment in the Conley house. And “Steady-Steve” becomes legendary.
