I grew up in a small Baptist church in Alabama. Often our meetings were closed with the hymn “Blest Be the Tie that Binds.” As we gathered, we held hands and sang the chorus of this great hymn. I didn ...

I don’t remember where I got my silly, brown tie that has the words, crudely written on it in iridescent green with a paint pen, “Blest Be The Tie That Binds.” Maybe I found it at a garage sale. It ...