We're in Kentucky tonight visiting Tim's grandmother who's in a nursing home for the moment as she recovers from a stroke. Grannie's roommate is named Ella. When we first arrived Ella was tucked under a pile of blankets shivering even though the room temp had to be close to 75 degrees. She has these dark, wise old eyes and a sweet southern accent. She likes to tell me that I have "a finnnne boy" in Jack with a nice round head. I learned that she is from the Kentucky/Virginia hills and used to sleep with her chickens to keep warm. God planted a love for this lady in my heart the moment I saw her. I hope I can somehow bless her in my short time here.