My Treasure – Chai Green

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‘My Grandfather and his belt buckles’ This is a belt buckle that Grandfather wore. He always wore a belt buckle in every memory I have of him, I think he had four. I remember his joy of life and him singing on a pew. I remember the way his voice would reverberate through the wood into my back. It was almost like getting a massage from his beautiful baritone voice. He was a preacher and my love of theology, religion and God comes from him. Whenever I look at the belt buckle and I see the ship sailing on the sea, I remember him. Story written by Chai Green from Tennessee, United States and member of Coleraine Friendship Club