Mysterious Ways

Motor Miracles

Ken Hall

STOW, OHIO

It was Sunday, after church. My two young sons babbled excitedly in their car seats as we inched forward in a line of cars heading out of the church’s parking lot. My wife’s car was still parked; she’d volunteered to stay behind to help clean up. I was driving the boys home first to get lunch started.

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