Dr. Ira Galloway has been a great leader of Methodism for many years. I treasure him as a friend. He is retired now, living in Albuquerque. Many years ago when the Galloways lived in Irving, Texas, their son Jerry was an outstanding track and field athlete in high school. His specialty was the mile race. One afternoon Jerry was competing against the best miler in the state. Ira was on hand to cheer on his son. Jerry came in second. Afterward, Ira went out to meet his son and to commend him for a fine race. Jerry walked off the track with shoulders slumped, carrying his cleats by the shoestrings. Once they got inside the car, Jerry broke down, crying uncontrollably. Ira waited for a minute or two, patting him on the knee. Finally Ira asked, “What’s wrong, son? You’ve lost races before but i…