Two years before our first summer vacation at Highland Lake our family suffered three great losses. Sandy's mother and father, Eva and Jim, and my father Martin, all passed away in the space of about a year. Our wonderful parents were like safe harbors in our lives, anchoring us to the solid ground of home,  family and unconditional love. With three-fourths of them suddenly gone, Sandy and I felt tossed about on a sea of great uncertainty made even more unsettling as my seminary training came to a close. Packing all our life's belongings [READ MORE]