Learning As I Go: A crash course

Christy Bass Adams Guest Columnist I climbed into the driver’s seat and headed toward town. There were a few things I needed to finish before Wednesday evening church began. My favorite songs were playing and I sang and kept rhythm on my gearshift and steering wheel. When I rounded the long curve, movement from the ditch caught my eye. Then BAM. CLUNK. BAM. A deer rolled and slid as its body encountered the grill of my SUV. I didn’t run over it, but she definitely flipped and went for a