My name is Jim Myers. It was close to the end of 1990, a few months after my first grandson was born, I was sitting in my study flipping through a magazine when the picture above appeared. My eyes immediately locked on the soles of two little shoes -- on the feet of a dead child laying between two adults which I assumed were its parents.
As I looked at those little shoes, I wondered if that the little child had a grandfather somewhere and if he cared as much for him as I did about my grandson. As I read the story and pondered how that could have happened to that little child, one question popped into my mind. Read the complete story at -- http://www.biblicalheritage.org/the-little-shoes.html