Author Archives: David Mallette

These are to ensure our family images remain available when I am gone. This first batch is Lillian Mallett’s nearly 500 120 roll film negatives that cover from the late 30s until the mid 50s. Most not captioned. Any family … Continue reading →

Okies, friends. Let your mind consider this as a science fiction story and visualize. I think you may find it easier to handle that way. It is 2040. Every home in America has a roof top drone pad capable of … Continue reading →

  And it will replace the current rail system completely and rapidly. This will happen within a decade, though it may not look like this but I will offer a model that is practical and will give you an idea of … Continue reading →

This is a backstory even though written only a couple days before “Crossing the Bridge” was delivered at Paul’s funeral. That post can be accessed via the link at end of this post. However, it contains a good overview of … Continue reading →

Enlightenment comes in silently, like snow. It comes for some early, as with my daughter. For others, like me, only after a lifetime. It came to me this way. To walk without footprints To breath without breath To die and … Continue reading →

I have now studied the earliest Christian writers and the history of the Christian church long enough to realize one key thing:  It’s an inherently simple faith.  All that is asked is belief in Jesus Christ as son of God.  … Continue reading →

Doing a bit of looking at old archives I found the video of the only sermon I ever preached with a license. St. Andrews Church, Fort Worth, Ash Wednesday, 2000. I post it here for the several thousand who have … Continue reading →

  Special day. Old friend of mine who I went to school with from the 4th grade through high school dropped by. He’s a Coleman lantern collector…though I only found that out recently. Clearly, you’ll get the gist of this … Continue reading →

  Cleopatra was my mother’s cat, or vice versa.  Hard to tell.  When she was perhaps 10 years old she was hit by a vehicle and her pelvis shattered.  My mother was the most frugal of persons in most things, … Continue reading →