Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Alissa and I bought a fairly nice little house in Berry Hill, which was a little town on the southwest side that had pretty much been engulfed by Nashville. I could drive to the studios from there in about fifteen minutes. I was twenty-five when we married and making enough money from the ministries that we could get a worthy house soon after we married. It was not as grand as Mr. Clayburn’s home, but it was more than sufficient for us. Our home was located in a flat little neighborhood on the east side of Franklin Road, where the Civil War Battle of Nashville had been fought. It was a newer home that they called a ranch-style patterned after Frank Lloyd Wright homes, but not quite as strange as those could be. As odd as it seemed, compared to the way I had grown up
