August 2020
Intro to the Blog: Knowledge & Insight
Monday, August 03, 2020
My first experience with the Amish came just over three years ago. My father and I were driving along the open country up to my uncle’s place, just north of Mount Vernon, Ohio. Cruising at a steady speed, the speed limit of 55 mph, into my view up the road a distance began to emerge a black, squared off object. A Ford Model-T, perhaps, from afar. But, in getting closer, this was no Model-T, from some hundred years ago. No, this was something arguably older. This was a buggy being led by a horse. This was an Amish man, and he was apparently driving home from church. Makes sense being in the twelve o’clock hour on a Sunday. Either that, or he had skipped church to go to the local English supermarket. But that’s unlikely.
Read More…