Part 3 of 4We usually arrived at church every Sunday at about the same time and parked near one another. I sent my son, Colton, over to help them get out of their car. Faye would pop the trunk, Colton would get their walkers out, take them to each of them, and help them out of the car and into the church.This became a Sunday ritual. Faye and Vernon were so kind to him. I loved watching them visit as they walked inside.During one of our Lubbock trips, she brought up a story about Colton. One morning Carol went up ...