the day I met a real-life hero

Disclaimer: This post has nothing to do with pastors, theology or Lutheranism. Figured most of you would want to know that. Twenty-five years ago, United Flight 232 crashed in Sioux City, Iowa, about an hour away from my hometown.  The Sioux City airport has two gates. The only aircraft that land there are prop jobs. So when a commercial airliner headed from Chicago to Denver … Continue reading the day I met a real-life hero