The Nameless Face There is a man whose name I didn’t know but whose words I’ll never forget. A nameless face among a crowd of nameless faces, distinct only by his words of inspiring wisdom. It was a Sunday morning, the Lords morning. A gathering of faithful Catholics filled the church with the same solemn obligation like to many Sundays before. That day we were told that the priest was away, therefore volunteer …showed first 75 words of 1216 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1216 total…My religion is no longer composed of random facts stated by any one book, but a collection of ideals that I feel are true to me. It was my uncle that opened my mind to the concept of choice. He is the only individual I have ever met that could, if only for a second, get a room of closed minded people to lean back in their seats and say “Maybe!” Terrell Yarger English Team-A 12/7/99