My mother was a Taylorsville girl. Although I was reared in southern Indiana, my brother, sister and I spent many precious hours and days in Taylorsville with our grandparents and with my favorite uncle. We not only ran and played in the fresh country air, but we were also exposed to the love, generosity, cheerfulness, and faith in God that my grandparents and uncle so openly displayed and shared.
Our experiences here were not just the most magical moments of our young lives. They also laid a firm foundation for my faith in God and for my faith in the goodness of mankind.