Dec 01, 2019 |
Jay Treadwell
| Faith Stories Podcast
Jay Treadwell
Good Morning Everybody, My history of faith is brief but not so spectacular, I would think. My first memory of any church was in New York where I lived. My mother was recently divorced from my father which I didn't know at the time. I would not declare truth or fiction as to whether there truly was a Santa Claus. We were walking home from The Brick Presbytarian Church where we theoretically were members on 91st Street in Manhattan and my mother would neither confirm nor deny that this character of Santa Claus ever existed. We had the habit of going to church at Christmas and Easter ...
