Rev. Harold Davis was the first pastor I "officially" worked under. The first Sunday Vicki and I returned from our Honeymoon I began my ministry as the Youth Pastor in Choctaw Oklahoma.

Bro. Davis attempted to make a good pastor out of me and one of the first things he taught me was how important it was to "communicate" with your people.  It was before cell phones, email, texting or blogging.  Everyday he got up early - and hand wrote letters to individuals that needed contact from their pastor...everyday. 

He also put out a weekly "snail-mail" newsletter entitled..."It Happened This Way...". Nothing fancy - not a lot of "theologizing"...he simply chatted with...bragged on...and encouraged his people.  It was as if you were sitting down with an old friend over a cup of steaming hot coffee sharing about what had happened just the day before.  It wasn't that it was all that profound...just a part of the weekly routine that you missed if it wasn't there. 

Several years ago Bro. Davis went in to surgery for a "simple procedure" and woke up in Heaven.  This attempt at "blogging" is in part a tribute to his memory...and an attempt on my part to be..."a good pastor".