Carol Adamec Brown

 

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I snapped this photo at Atlantic Beach, NC. I am remembering Exodus 13:21 and the Lord's pillar of cloud by day to guide them on their way.

 

As retired faculty member at East Carolina University, I have opportunity to teach for various programs in the College of Education. I also tutor neighborhood children at the Backyard Buddies afterschool program sponsored by Oakmont Baptist Church.  Recently I began writing short devotionals for online magazines. And, I am grateful for family members (and friends), living in South Carolina, Tennessee, Alabama, North Carolina, Oklahoma (Pennsylvania, Illinois, and  Arkansas).

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