"Going to Mullinix" was my grandfather\'s response every time someone asked where he was going.
When I became a pastor, I adopted "Mullinix" as a symbol of that place of authentic discipleship to which.
I was 10 to 12 years old at the time and "Mullinix" became for me an ideal, safe place from my childhood challenges and fears. as he transported feed and biddies for his chicken and egg business.
I rode with Pa-Pa in his dark green Ford pickup throughout the little community of Chip, N.
C. "Going to Mullinix" was my grandfather\'s response every time someone asked where he was going