Easter 1997: the return of John Smith

"Dad, there's a strange man at the door and he's thirsty . . ."

It was the Thursday night before Easter Sunday. We'd just finished dinner. My wife was doing the dishes and our three boys and I were about to sit down and watch some TV when there was a knock on the door. The boys ran to see who it was. The oldest came back and said, "Dad, there's a man at the door and he’s thirsty."

Living in a cottage at the base of t…