My surrogate father's work is complete. He raises his son from the Harlem ghettos to the hallowed halls of Harvard. Our heavenly Father calls him home..."Well done, my good and faithful servant. Enter into the joy of your Lord."
My surrogate father's work is complete. He raises his son from the Harlem ghettos to the hallowed halls of Harvard. Our heavenly Father calls him home..."Well done, my good and faithful servant. Enter into the joy of your Lord."