Anne Gilbert Coker
T’was the night before Christmas, 1921. A young man with little insight looked into a crib and gazed upon two new faces God had created — one male, one female. If he could have only seen what one of them would grow into, he could not have helped “well up” with pride for the way she would better those she touched with her life. However, within a few years he was gone, never to be seen again. It’s sad when…