Welcome Message and picture of Bob, reading: Why don't pickles come in cans? I wonder. Maybe it's because people like to see past the label. Jars let you see what's inside. I already have a bunch of stuff on my label: born in 1957, married since 1978, father of two, businessman-turned-preacher, evangelical, grandfather, blah-blah-blah. So I guess this blog is my attempt at being a jar. Take a look. I'll try to keep it kosher, mostly.