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FACT IN BOLD AND FICTION IN ITALICS</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>EARLY LIFE:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>    I was born on March 6, 1937 at home on Webber street in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. I was born at home because I wanted to be near my mother, and that is where she was. I am told that Dad was out trying to get the doctor when I was born. My mother says she had me on one of her coats and there was not a spot on it, and so for me it was a clean getaway from the dark womb into the light of life. </B></div> <div> <I><B>I was so homely when I was little that the dog would not even play with me. They had to throw meat into the play pen for me to get a chance to pet it. I was so homely that my parents were arrested for littering when they abandoned me in the hospital parking lot.  They had taken me there for a checkup and when the doctor told them I would probably make it they got depressed. Early in life I got the impression my parents did not want me. When I was in first grade I told my teacher that and she said "what ever gave you such an impression?" I said, "When I got home yesterday I found out they had moved." Dad did teach me a lot though. When I was quite young he taught me how to swim. He would take me out into the lake in a boat and push me in and I would have to swim to shore. It wasn't bad once I got out of the potato sack.  When I got older I ran away from home and my folks jumped into action immediately, they rented out my room.</B></I> <I><B>I won't say that my parents didn't like me, but on my 4th birthday, my parents gave me an abandoned refrigerator. </B></I></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>     I do not remember anything of my life up until I was about four years old. Then the only thing I remember is my brother Larry had a very serious bloody nose and I remember the rag he held on his nose was full of blood and Mom was getting him in the bathroom and having him hold his head up. Then somewhere between 4 and 5 I remember we lived where there was a register and to get warm we would stand on it and feel the heated air coming up through it. It makes me think of the little boy who came home from Sunday School and said he did not want to go back. His mother asked why, and he said, "they will throw me in the furnace if I miss anymore." She could not believe her ears and called the teacher immediately. When she told him what her little boy had said, he explained that what he had said was that those who miss three Sundays will be dropped from the register, and the boy misunderstood this to mean being thrown in the furnace.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I do not remember ever being that stupid, but I do remember even as a young child putting sand in my fathers gas tank on his old model T ford. I do not remember what punishment I got, but it is probably just as well. It was at this young age that I remember selling vegatables from door to door. We had a large garden and a lot of vegatables. I would go with my wagon full and sell them door to door.  World War II was the big news at this time of my life, and I remember collecting paper and cans and taking them in my wagon to the junk yard where they paid me for it. I would collect these from the neighbors also and make money when I was only 5 and 6 years old. When I was just a little older I started shining shoes and made good money. I had about 400 dollars when I was just 7 years old. I was a working kid. I do not remember there being a time in my life where I was not earning money by some means or other. I sold papers on the streets of Sioux Falls when I got a little older. And I remember collecting pop bottles from the ditches for two cents a piece at the store when returned.  With five pop bottles I could get a dime and that would purchase for me an ice cream cone and candy bar.  I worked in cleaning someone's garden for awhile and also finding golf balls and selling them back to the golfers. I loved to play golf as a young teen, but I never continued after going to college. I think I only played once as an adult. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>      I tried setting up a circus once and also helping to take down a carnival set up when it was ready to move on. I remember helping a man carry a headless man from the side show and throw him up in a truck. It was obviously fake and I early learned there is a sucker born every minute. I did see a real person, however, who had both male and female organs. It was gross and I never went to another such show. As a teenager I worked for Remington Rand and cleaned up for them. Then I got a job as an usher in the Hollywood theatre where I worked for several years.  I had some great friends back at this job and we used to have fun fighting and eating all the free popcorn we could eat. I often got terrible gas pains from over eating it. I remember having to stand and usher and watch the Glenn Miller story for several weeks. To this day I can hear his music and identify it because I had to listen to it for so many hours. It was while working outside puting up the name of the movie that I mouthed off to a policeman for his rough treatment of a young person he had stopped outside the theatre. He grabbed me and put me into his police car and I was really scared. He gave me a scolding and let me go. That was the last time I got smart with a cop.  After that I set clay pigeons for the Isaac Walton League. It was here that I once got up into a duck tower to set pigeons and after I opened the door to climb back down I froze in fear of the heights. I have been afraid of heights ever since. They had to hook up a pully to let me down, or I would still be up there. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I worked my way through college by working at Morrells Meat Packing Company for the summer. It was a good paying job and I was a member of the union for the first and only time in my life. I started off by cleaning the fat droppings off the cooler floor. They gave me a hose and said wash it away. I tried, and the water did nothing, and I was frustrated and went for help. They laughed and said you need hot water or nothing will happen. I learned the difference quick, for hot water really took the fat off. I then had a job of pulling the toe nails off the pigs before they went into a vat that would enable men to pull their hair off. My longest lasting job there was in the trim department where I dumped the buckets of the trimmers and took it in big wheel barrows to the room where they cooked it for dog food and other things.</B></div> <bR> <div> <I><B> I was trying to get a job all the time, but nothing seemed to work out, so I decided to become the world's laziest workaholic. I would spend my life looking for work, but never actually get any. </B></I></div> <div> I get a little negative at times. I once applied for a job at a local Psychiatric Hospital. The interviewers wanted someone with the ability to relate well with depressed, psychotic patients. As they showed me the door they mumbled something about me being over-qualified . . .</div> <bR> <div>  <I> My boss at the paper said to me, "I have a nose for a good story," and I said "I think you are right,</I><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Helvetica" ><I> </I></FONT><I><B>you could probably write most of War and Peace on it." He never did like big nose jokes, and so that was my last day at that job.</B></I></div> <div>      I was feeling as useless as an inflatable anchor. </div> <bR> <bR> <div> Some other jobs I have tried.</div> <bR> <div> <I>I told the boss in a precision factory that if I took the job</I></div> <div> <I>I would expect an extra 100 a week. He said are you that</I></div> <div> <I>good? No, I said, it is just so much harder when you don't </I></div> <div> <I>know what you are doing.</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>I tried sword swallowing in the circus for awhile, but</I></div> <div> <I>could only get pins down. They would not buy my</I></div> <div> <I>idea of telling people I was a sword swallower on a</I></div> <div> <I>diet.</I></div> <bR> <div> <I>I tried riding brama bulls, but that was such an on</I></div> <div> <I>and off thing.  </I></div> <bR> <div> <I> I even tried kidnapping for a while, but had to give it</I></div> <div> <I>up, nobody could read my ransom notes.</I></div> <bR> <div> I once worked as doctors assistant.  I was to explain the diagnosis to the patient.  My first case was a flop.  I went out and told a woman she had acute appendicitis.  She said I came here to find out what was wrong, not to be flattered.  </div> <bR> <div> Once I worked where I had several thousand people under me.  It was when I cut grass for the memorial garden cemetery.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> The job interviewer kept saying to me, "Yes we have </div> <div> an  opening for you, don't slam it on  your way out.</div> <bR> <div> I started work for a tea company, but didn't last long when</div> <div> I asked for a coffee break.</div> <bR> <div> I finally took an aptitude test and found out I was best </div> <div> suited to retirement.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div>    <B>  In college I worked in a battery factory where the acid ate away my clothes and shoes every few weeks. I would sometimes get acid in my eye too and have to quickly wash it out at the sink. It was an interesting job and I learned something about batteries. I learned that we would run off a few hundred of them with a certain label and then stop and get different labels and run off a few hundred more. We used the same battery but used many different labels.  I can just imagine people arguing that the battery with a certain label was better than the battery with another label, even though they were the same battery. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>       I also worked for awhile helping a carpenter student build garages. I never learned to do anything in carpentry, however. I could not build a bird house I am sure.  Then I worked for Curtiss 1000, a printing company where I laid out the paper for the paper cutter and cleaned the printing presses after they were done for the day.  I had some great years there and my boss was an atheist. We had a lot of great discussions. He forced me to learn to defend my faith, and I learned more from arguing with him than I did from most of my professors.  This is my work history from 5 to 27. After that I entered the ministry and worked as a pastor for 34 years before I retired. After that I drove a school bus for a couple of years. Then I got into the cemetery business and sold plots, caskets, markers, vaults and even funerals. That was my last job and the one I made the most money doing. My last  full year of working I made 57,000 dollars. Because of it I was able for the first time in my life to pay cash for a new car which was my 1997 Hyundai. I was also able to pay cash for a new computer, on which I am typing this life story. Now I am retired at age 62 and my job is studying the Bible and putting studies of it together to share with others who can benefit from all my research.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     But I jumped ahead a bit. I was back at age 5 when I started my work history and kept going to retirement. Let me go back and continue the story. I had my brother Larry who was three years older and my sister Bonnie who was three years younger. When we were young I do not remember fighting with them, but when we got older I remember some real battles. Larry and I fought bad sometimes and I remember once hitting him with a poker and he picked me up and threw me down on a cement floor. Once I was teasing Bonnie and stuck my tongue right in her face and she bit it. Another time I made her so mad  as we were getting ready for school.  She came after me with a butcher knife. Oh, thats right, now I remember. Mom was washing with a tub of rinse water by the wash machine and I backed Bonnie into it with her school clothes on. She was really mad, but I do not have any noticable scars and so I must have out ran her.  Larry and I fought most over comic books. He would always want me to go and trade them with friends and I would resist and demand some special favor if I did. He would usually give in and I would get something extra for my labor.  I was good at getting things out of him, until he ran out of things to bribe me with. When he would get mad at me and chase me I would fall down and pretend to be hurt. I would hold my breath and turn red and pretend to be dying for lack of air and he would do anything for me to get me to breathe again. I got a lot of good stuff by this method of trickery. I even got his hunting knife. I was the middle child remember, so I had to have some means of getting my way.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I do not remember a lot about kindergarten except that I had to run home quite often to avoid getting beat up by the twins. These two guys were sometimes my friends and  other times my enemies. They and some other unknowns would try to hurt other kids and I remember being chased and running up to a strangers home and knocking to seek asylum. It was a rough neighborhood.  A good number of kids from the area ended up in reformed school. The park near our home was  a hang out, and I remember one day going there and seeing the park littered with watermelons smashed all over.  Some guys had broken into a truck load of them just a block away, and they scattered them all over the area in sheer destruction.  Some of them were caught and had to pay the penalty.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I remember falling off the monkey bars once and woke up in kindergarten class sitting at my desk. I had a big bump and was knocked out. One other time I was jumping from one box car to another with some friends and fell between the cars and got a terrible bump again. The last such bump I remember was while skating and I fell over on the ice flat on my head. Maybe these three head injuries explain a lot of the rest of my story.  In spite of being in a rough neighborhood, I only remember a few fights. I wrestled, of course, with my friends. We used to do this as teen agers in the ushers room downstairs in the theatre where I worked, and we would really wreck the place because we got so rough. It was a fun type fighting though. Only once do I remember a fist fight where I got a bloody nose and decided to let the other guy be the winner. I have basically been a person of peace and not interested in fighting. I treasure my blood too much to see it flowing away, and pain has never appealed to me.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     Getting back to kindergarten, I remember this is where I had my first romance. This little blonde girl captured my interest. She only lived a few blocks from me and so we got to see each other after school.  I can remember kissing her and staring at her as we sat in class. But we had to move away and so that was the end of a budding romance that never got to bloom. I can remember it really hurt to move away from there and leave the people I knew. I had quite a crush on my 4th grade teacher I remember. Then I had a short romance with a neighbor girl as a young teen. But I never had a real love relationship until I met Lavonne at age 15.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I used to spend a lot of time down town in Sioux Falls, for I shined shoes. I had my kit and would get a lot of business from the soldiers from the airbase. They would want a spit shine and I would do a good job and get a lot of tips. It was only a dime for a shine, but they would sometimes be drunk and give me all the change in their pockets. This was my best money maker as a kid. I was downtown the day the war ended and was it some experience! People just stopped their cars in the middle of the street and got out and began to hug people all around them. The sky was full of paper as the windows of all the stores opened up above where people lived and where their was offices, and they threw paper out to celebrate. The horns were blowing and people were singing and shouting and it was amazing the joyfulness. It was a once in a lifetime experience of seeing the world halt to celebrate the end of something terrible. I was too young to know how terrible, even though we saw the war in newsreels in the theatre, where I went very often.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     We lived right across the street from a Round House on Webber Ave. The trains were a fun part of my life. We would go and hop on them as they came in or left the yard. They were going slow so it was easy to take a short ride. We loved to put things on the track too to see it get flattened by the steel wheels of the train. My cousin stayed with us one night and was not used to the train sounds, and so he kept us all up because he could not sleep.  We used to hide under a bridge when trains would pass over and it was scary, but we also enjoyed it. My mother did not know we did such stupid things. She did not know we also went swimming in dangerous places at the falls, but we survived. Once I fell in with my clothes on, however, and had to tell some story when I got home. I could not tell her we were down at the falls. The rocks were fun to run on and jump on over the water. The city of Sioux Falls recognized their worth many years later and now they have put a fortune into the falls area for visitors to come and enjoy what we did as kids.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     It was also at this time that I had a dog named Speed.  I got him when I was about six years old, and I had him until my second year in college.  He was a companion to me everywhere.  I would go to a movie and Speed would lay outside on the sidewalk until I came out.  I would buy a hot dog and sit on the curb and share it with Speed. My grandmother, Bertha Hardie, lived right across the street from the theatre and she would remind me of how she could see this happening from her window.   Speed slept with me every night.  When I got married he still wanted to sleep with me, which Lavonne did not care for.  We had to push him out of bed.  He ran away once and we did not see him for a week, but he came back looking in bad shape, but he recovered.  We did everything together.  I use to sleep outside a lot and he would always be by my side.  We had some friends who loved to tease Speed and they would get him so mad he seemed like a vicious dog, but it was all in fun. He loved it and so did the friends. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     When World War II ended we moved into housing on the air force base in Sioux Falls.  This is where I started going to Sunday School.  A student from Bethel Seminary started the Sunday School.  I was nine when I made my first decision for Christ.  I was baptized at Central Baptist Church by Pastor Wessman.</B></div> <div> <B>Many years later Lavonne was baptized in the same church by the same pastor.  </B></div> <div> <B>During my years of living at the air base I spent a lot of time with my friends going through Morrell Meat Packing Plant.  My father Charles worked there in the beef freezer department for many years.  My brother Larry also worked there.  I would go through on the tours on a regular basis.  One time I took my hand to roll across one of the rollers on which the meat was cut and I cut my finger.  They had to take me to the nurse and bandage me.  I still have a scar from that event.  It is quite a coincidence that my father was named Charles and so was Lavonne's father. Both worked at Morrells and both of them died in the same house just a few feet from where the other one died. Both were buried in the same cemetery, and both of them had to put up with me.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     It was also at this time that I had friends who liked to steal things.  They would break into warehouses and steal candy.  I did eat some of their stolen goods, but I never went along on their breakins.  My committment to Christ kept me from the pattern they followed.  The end result was, they kept stealing until all three of my friends ended up in prison.  My only experience of being in jail or prison was because Pastor Wessman was the chaplain of the prison, and our church had regular services at the county jail.  I would go and sing with our group and then go to one of the cells and share a testimony.  One Sunday a young Indian boy who had gotten drunk and shot his friend was in my cell area.  He heard the Gospel and opened his heart to Christ.  Every week after that, even though he could not read, he would hold his Bible and defend me as I shared the good news.  It was his changed life that made me feel a call to the ministry.  I was 17 years old and not doing good in school.  But I became so motivated to go on to study for ministry that I raised my grades to straight A's. It was then that I went to a used book store and bought my first book. It was the sermons of D. L. Moody. I still have that book.  That was the beginning of my fascination with books. I kept buying them until I had over 5,000. I got books from used books stores and even from England by mail. The Salvation Army book store was a source for many of my best bargains.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>TEEN YEARS:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     When I was 15 years old I started to hang out with three guys named Ronnie.</B></div> <div> <B>One day two of the Ronnies and a Roger and I were driving to an A&W root beer stand on a hot summer night.  When we got there it was so busy that we could not get served and became impatient.  We decided to drive to the nearest town and see what we could find.  We drove until we came to Dell Rapids, South Dakota.  As we pulled into town we saw two girls walking down the sidewalk.  We hollered to them out the window and kept going.  We went to a pool hall a couple of blocks down on the main street to get our pop.  On the way back we saw the two girls sitting on the porch of the home of one of them.  We decided to stop and talk to them.  We told them we would come back the next week, and we did.  In fact we kept coming back each week for a long time.  To make a long story short, three of us married three girls from Dell Rapids.  Two of the marriages have lasted into retirement.  </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I started to date Lavonne in a group date at first.  Then after some weeks I started coming the 20 miles on my own.  Lavonne was 14 and I was 15 when we met.  We dated all through high school.  The main things we could do in Dell Rapids were roller skating and movies, and, of course, necking.  The special place for that was at what we called the dam.  It was a popular place for dates to go.  When I was 17 I had a deep sense of calling to the ministry.  Every Sunday I would drive the 20 miles to Dell Rapids, pick up Lavonne, and take her back to church at Central Baptist in Sioux Falls.  Then after the youth group I would drive her back home, and finally return home myself.  Often it was late and I had old cars, and so I remember a number of times having some scary experiences.  At least once I had to call my dad in the middle of the night to come and get me.  I can also remember the car boiling over and needing water. It was so bad that to keep going I was picking up snow and putting it into the radiator to keep the water level up enough.   </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I never wanted to miss a date with Lavonne and so I quite often made some bad choices.  Once, when my car would not work, I quickly bought another fifty dollar car in order to get to Dell Rapids.  That car threw a rod before I got there.  It was my most expensive date.  Another time I just had to get there even though there was a snow storm in progress.  I was lucky to stay on the road.  Many others did not and I remember stopping and helping some people get their car out of the ditch.  It was so late by the time I got to Lavonne's house that they were all in bed.</B></div> <div> <B>I didn't know what to do, so I decided to pull into their driveway and sleep in the car.  I probably would have frozen to death if Lavonne's dad had not seen my car and came out to tell me to come into the house for the night.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Before I dated Lavonne I could have had any girl I pleased, but I just never pleased any of them.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I remember the day I was down in the dumps for a week or two. I felt like the only time I was a blessing to anyone was when I left. I felt like I would never be useful again until my dog had kittens, which could be a long time. You get the point, I was down. I was so low I could tickle the stomachs of caterpillers. I would have too, but you don't like to hear laughter when you are so down in the mouth. I have had this problem of being depressed all my life, because of my low self image.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I remember when I asked a girl for a date for the first time and she said yes, and I got so depressed that any girl was so lonely they would accept a date with me. How pathetic!  I felt like I should just sit home and collect dust while watching my toenails grow, but here was a sad case of a girl willing to waste valuable time with me. My greatest achievement was outstanding-in the rain that is. I do remember breaking into a parking meter because I thought the change would do me good, but it didn't work-it was all small change and I needed something bigger.</B><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" ><B> If you're tired of success stories, you'd find my life refreshingly different. </B></FONT></div> <bR> <div> <B>I could have written the history of my romance on a</B></div> <div> <B>piece of confetti.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I asked one girl, "What would I have to give you </B></div> <div> <B>for a kiss?"</B></div> <div> <B>She said, "Chloroform."</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>The first girl I proposed to was mean. I gave her this</B></div> <div> <B>gorgous diamond and said, "This is the symbol of the</B></div> <div> <B>love I have for you, it has no ending." She said, "It is also</B></div> <div> <B>a symbol of the love I have for you, it has no beginning."</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>I was getting desperate and said to one girl, </B></div> <div> <B>"I'll die for you." She responded, "When?"</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>I asked another date if she could like a guy like me. </B></div> <div> <B>She said, "Sure-as long as he wasn't too much like</B></div> <div> <B>you.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I dated a girl called appendix.  If you took her out</B></div> <div> <B>once that was enough.  </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Some of my dates were no brighter than I was.</B></div> <div> <B>I took this one girl out and when I brought her home I showed her one of my favorite flowers. I said it belongs to the Begonia family. She said, "It's nice of you to look after it while they are gone.</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>I finally met Lavonne, she was different than any</B></div> <div> <B>other girl I had ever met.  She liked me.  </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     While we were dating I wrote Lavonne a poem and sang it to her to the tune from Oklahoma. I still remember it. It was written in 1955. It went like this:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Oh, I'm in love with Lavonne Stone,</B></div> <div> <B>          I'm so in love and I call her my own,</B></div> <div> <B>          I love her so dearly</B></div> <div> <B>          That I'm almost nearly,</B></div> <div> <B>          Out of my mind, I'm in love.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Oh, I'll love her for ever more,</B></div> <div> <B>          I'm more in love than ever before.</B></div> <div> <B>          There's no doubt about er,</B></div> <div> <B>          I can't live without her,</B></div> <div> <B>          Oh I want Lavonne for my own.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Since that first poem I have written a number of poems to Lavonne. In 1975 I wrote:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I think that I shall never see</B></div> <div> <B>          A tree as lovely as my wife.</B></div> <div> <B>          For though the tree gives much to me,</B></div> <div> <B>          It cannot satisfy my life.</B></div> <div> <B>          Its fruits and shade are very pleasing.</B></div> <div> <B>          Its leaves are a wonders to behold.</B></div> <div> <B>          But a forest of trees when I am freezing</B></div> <div> <B>          Without you dear, would leave me cold.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Corney maybe, but loving. The same goes for this one I wrote in 1978:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          If you could hear her mother</B></div> <div> <B>          You would hear the name Lavonne.</B></div> <div> <B>          But if her early friends you heard,</B></div> <div> <B>          This is what you'd come upon:</B></div> <div> <B>          Names like Bonnie or even Rocky</B></div> <div> <B>          Were handles she wore then,</B></div> <div> <B>          But she's been called much sweeter things</B></div> <div> <B>          Since she met this guy named Glenn.</B></div> <div> <B>          If you were near, this is what you'd hear,</B></div> <div> <B>          Could you sneak into their vacinity:</B></div> <div> <B>          You are my beautiful precious darling dear,</B></div> <div> <B>          A gorgeous chunk of lucious femininity.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>In January of 1991 I wrote Love For All Seasons:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I love you in the winter</B></div> <div> <B>          Like the skier loves the snow.</B></div> <div> <B>          I love you in the spring</B></div> <div> <B>          Like the river loves to flow.</B></div> <div> <B>          I love you in the summer</B></div> <div> <B>          Like the swimmers love the sun.</B></div> <div> <B>          I love you in the fall</B></div> <div> <B>          Like the joggers love to run.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Whatever the season of the year,</B></div> <div> <B>          Be it cloudy, or be it clear,</B></div> <div> <B>          I love it Lavonne when you are near,</B></div> <div> <B>          For I love you anytime of the year.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>In Feburary of 1992 I wrote My Valentine to be sung to Hymn to Joy:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Lavonne, Lavonne, how I love you,</B></div> <div> <B>          And adore your lovely face.</B></div> <div> <B>          I can have no greater pleasure</B></div> <div> <B>          Than to be in your embrace.</B></div> <div> <B>               </B></div> <div> <B>          There are wonders all about me,</B></div> <div> <B>          But the one I cherish dear</B></div> <div> <B>          Is the wonder of the degree</B></div> <div> <B>          Of my joy to have you near.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I could shout to all the people,</B></div> <div> <B>          Let love be  your only guide.</B></div> <div> <B>          I could climb the highest steeple,</B></div> <div> <B>          Shouting praises of my bride.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Lavonne, Lavonne, I'm so thankful</B></div> <div> <B>          For the treasure of your love.</B></div> <div> <B>          I pray God will grant it ever</B></div> <div> <B>          To be one with you above.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>In October of 1992 I wrote:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Lavonne you are so special.</B></div> <div> <B>          I am so glad you are my bride.</B></div> <div> <B>          When your healthy or your ill,</B></div> <div> <B>          I treasure you by my side.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I can live without money,</B></div> <div> <B>          Though I know it would be a chore,</B></div> <div> <B>          But I just can't live honey</B></div> <div> <B>          Without you there to adore.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Your love is not a luxury to me,</B></div> <div> <B>          Something I could easily live without.</B></div> <div> <B>          God made your love a real necessity.</B></div> <div> <B>          Your love is what my life is all about.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>On May 27, 1993 for our 37th anniversary:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          It has now been thirty-seven</B></div> <div> <B>          Of the best years of my life.</B></div> <div> <B>          It has been a taste of heaven</B></div> <div> <B>          To have you dear for my wife.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Oh how I love you my Lavonne.</B></div> <div> <B>          Oh how  I love you my wife.</B></div> <div> <B>          Love like this must go on and on</B></div> <div> <B>          In to everlasting life.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Your love is more precious to me</B></div> <div> <B>          Than all silver and all gold;</B></div> <div> <B>          Even in all eternity</B></div> <div> <B>          All my love could not be told.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          You are heaven's great gift to me.</B></div> <div> <B>          You are part of God's great love.</B></div> <div> <B>          It is my joy that I will be</B></div> <div> <B>          Forever with you above.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>In 1998 I wrote:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          When you hug me thrills go through me.</B></div> <div> <B>          Your more precious everyday.</B></div> <div> <B>          I just love it when you woo me.</B></div> <div> <B>          I just love the things you say.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          There's no words the tongue can utter</B></div> <div> <B>          That can tell you of my love.</B></div> <div> <B>          I'm the toast and your the butter.</B></div> <div> <B>          I just thank God up above.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Having you is my greatest pleasure.</B></div> <div> <B>          Your the apple of my eye.</B></div> <div> <B>          Your the one I'll always treasure,</B></div> <div> <B>          Way beyond the day I die.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>On Valentine's Day of 1999 I wrote:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          It is almost forty three years</B></div> <div> <B>          Since we both said those words I do.</B></div> <div> <B>          We've had times of laughter and tears,</B></div> <div> <B>          And through it all I've cherished you.</B></div> <div> <B>          </B></div> <div> <B>          I look forward to the night time,</B></div> <div> <B>          When I can lay with you in bed.</B></div> <div> <B>          Hugging you is what I call fine.</B></div> <div> <B>          I love you all from toes to head.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I love to wake up each morning,</B></div> <div> <B>          And feel your body by my side.</B></div> <div> <B>          Beautiful is your adorning,</B></div> <div> <B>          I feel so proud you are my bride.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I love kisses we share each night,</B></div> <div> <B>          And watching TV side by side.</B></div> <div> <B>          You are so precious in my sight,</B></div> <div> <B>          You give me feelings of such pride.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          I know I'll love you forever.</B></div> <div> <B>          Heaven without you would be bare.</B></div> <div> <B>          My love no power can sever,</B></div> <div> <B>          Forever our love we will share.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Your love is more precious than gold;</B></div> <div> <B>          More sweet than the sweetest of wine.</B></div> <div> <B>          My pleasure is when you I hold,</B></div> <div> <B>          So please, please, be my valentine!</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Then at some point I wrote this to Lavonne:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          God made the ocean.</B></div> <div> <B>          God made the beach.</B></div> <div> <B>          But when God made you,</B></div> <div> <B>          He sure made a peach.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>          Peaches grow in Florida:</B></div> <div> <B>          California too,</B></div> <div> <B>          But it took a state like So. Dak.</B></div> <div> <B>          To grow a peach like you.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>                    </B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>MARRIAGE:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     When I proposed to Lavonne I took her to a lovely spot where their were three Christmas trees all lit up. We sat in the car with these beautiful trees right out the front window and I gave her the ring. </B><B>It was a ring that once belonged to a millionaire (Woolworth that is). </B><B>We had talked about marriage for a long time and so there was no doubt that she would say yes to my proposal. When we graduated from High School, she came to Sioux Falls to work and I went  off to Bethel College in St. Paul, Minn. We did a lot of letter writing that year we were separated. When we got married we burned all of our many love letters together in a barrel out back in my parents yard. Some of my greatest memories were of getting off the bus coming home for hoidays and hugging Lavonne. It was the first time we were apart  and it felt so good to hug her.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     We were married right after I finished my first year of college on May 27, 1956. We got married in her church, the Methodist Church in Dell Rapids. My pastor, Duff Westman and his assistant, John Soneson, who sang, came up from Sioux Falls to be a part of it. Several things stand out in my memory. First of all we picked 2 big beautiful bouquets of  lilacs for the wedding, but we were so involved we never even saw them until we saw them on pictures later. During the wedding which went so much faster than we expected, when the pastor said you may kiss the bride, Lavonne was so hesitant, feeling that I must be jumping the gun trying to kiss her, that I had to pull her to me to give her a kiss.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>       After the wedding we packed up for the honeymoon and her mother said she would put all the left over mixed nuts in this large can for us to take along. I was thrilled for I loved mixed nuts. On our honeymoon I opened the big can only to discover that she had given us the left over mints instead, and I do not care for them at all. It was the only disappointment on our honeymoon. My father gave me a twenty dollar bill and said take her out someplace nice. He expected me to take her out for a steak. But our dream had always been to be able to afford what was called California burgers. They had everything on them, and were a real treat compared to the usual plain hamburgers we always ate. So on our honeymoon that was the big deal. We ate California hamburgers in Sioux City, Iowa where we drove for our honeymoon. We only had a couple of days because I had to start work at Morrells in a couple of days.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     That first summer of our marriage we lived upstairs at my parents house on Van Eps. Then in September  we packed up all we owned in a Chrysler that Lavonne owned, and a small trailer of her father's. We were off to our great adventure. The car had problems and we had to stop near a small town outside the Twin Cities. I remember the frustration and the despair even as we sat by the side of the road stalled, and it began to rain on all of our possessions in the trailer.</B></div> <div> <B>We had to get towed into town to get the car fixed, but we finally made it to Bethel. We got into our basement apartment with pipes coming down the walls, and it was not attractive with all our old junky furniture, but we were excited about our new life together. We had a lot to learn, of course, but we were off and running, or should I say crawling. Somebody gave us a canned ham and we did not know it had to be refrigerated, and so we just kept it in the cubbard. One day we opened it and it was rotten. We learned the value of refrigeration very quickly.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     We lived in the married couples dorm for several years. Lavonne worked for an insurance company and I did a lot of different jobs to pay for my college education. Car trouble was a regular part of our life as we could only afford old cars. I remember one day after we had moved off campus that I went out to find three flat tires on my car. It took me all morning to get the car ready to run. Over the years that was a major issue in life, how to keep the car running. Every time we got a few dollars ahead something would go wrong with the car and eat up our savings. We were actually married for 15 years before I had managed to save  two hundred and fifty dollars. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     On May 22, 1958 we became parents with the birth of Steven. He had a lot of problems as a small baby and I can remember many a night bouncing him on one knee as I tried to study. He became a very smart little guy and we have vivid images of him walking early and even saying poetry as a two and three year old. He ran away once and for several hours we were frantically looking for him along with friends who were helping us. We finally found him in a phone booth where he had been sitting on the floor playing. When we lived in Pittsburgh he got hit by a car and broke his leg, and was in the hospital for several weeks. Steve has given us three grandchildren. Sarah is our first and she gave us our first greatgrandchild who was Michaela, and our second which is Anthony. They all live with Jake who is Sarah's husband in Little Falls, Mn.  Then came Tracy and next Kelly who live in Cleveland with Pat their mother.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     On Feb.25, 1961 Cynthia was born and I remember the long wait for her to come. I actually went back to work and then came back to the hospital for the birth. Cindy had an unusual way of getting around that stands out in my memory. We would call her to come out of her bedroom into the living room and she would not crawl but roll. She could move fast by rolling over and over. She never did learn to crawl.   Cindy has given us two grandchildren who are Jason and Jennifer, who live just a few houses away from us in Blaine, MN.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     On Sept. 6, 1964 Mark was born while we were in Pittsburgh.  We had a false alarm once and had to come back home from the hospital. When he finally did come it was right while I was leading the worship, and I was called to go and take Lavonne to the hospital.   When he was finally born he was the largest of our babies. Paradoxically, he stayed small of stature until after he was out of high school. Mark lives with us and helps us pay the morgage. We are leaving the home to him since he is helping us pay for it. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>A BRIEF LOOK AT MY EDUCATION</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I was in the eighth grade and still thought farm was</B></div> <div> <B>spelled EIEIO.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I thought it was Custer's last stand was where they</B></div> <div> <B>got the idea for arrow shirts. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I thought the Indians got to America first because</B></div> <div> <B>they had reservations.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I remember a key question I missed on history. </B></div> <div> <B> Captain Cook made three trips around the world</B></div> <div> <B>and on one of them he died.  Which one?  I was </B></div> <div> <B>weak in  history, so I missed it.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>The teacher said to me define a vacumn.  I said, </B></div> <div> <B>"I can't think of it now, but I know it's in my head."</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>So much of our training did not make sense to me.</B></div> <div> <B>Little girls are trained to like dolls, and little boys to </B></div> <div> <B>like soldiers.  Then they grow up and the girls like</B></div> <div> <B>the soldiers and the boys like the dolls. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I made people happy as a kid. I remember one teacher </B></div> <div> <B>saying it was the happiest day of her life when I graduated</B></div> <div> <B>from her class.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>Many felt I would never get through college,</B></div> <div> <B> but I showed them. I made it through in just two</B></div> <div> <B>terms-Truman's and Isenhour's</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>When I wrote my first essay I took it to the teacher</B></div> <div> <B>and asked what she thought of it. She said, "For people</B></div> <div> <B>who like that sort of thing, that is the sort of thing they</B></div> <div> <B>will like."</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I may not have been smart but I saved my parents marriage.</B></div> <div> <B>They didn't get a divorce because neither of them wanted</B></div> <div> <B>to get custody of me.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>I am always trying to come up with new ideas. Last week I </B></div> <div> <B>wrote to a pole company suggesting they make ll foot poles</B></div> <div> <B>for people who won't touch things with a 10 foot pole.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>lavonne married me for my brain. It has alway been her conviction that it</B></div> <div> <B>is the little things in life that really count.</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>     </B></div> <div> <B>LIFE IN MINISTRY:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     I got into Bethel on probation because of my poor grades, but they saw the change at the end of high school, and so they gave me a chance.  I did very well in college and ended up graduating with high honors as third from the top.  The first two were girls and so I learned early to respect the intelligence of the female.  I went on to Bethel Seminary where I graduated after 5 years as salutatorian of my class.  While I was in seminary I took my first church in St. Croix Beach, Mn.  It was a small church about 15 miles out of St. Paul right on the St. Croix.  I had a small English Triumph for a car, and it was not built for Minnesota weather.  I remember one winter where it was 20 below zero all through January.  I had a man in my church who kept it going, and finally had to put in a new valve which he took off of the motor on an old lawn mower.  I never had a new car until I graduated from seminary.  After that I bought a new car almost every three years because of the tax benefit for pastor's  when it came to using a car for church business.  </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     When I graduated from seminary in 1964 I headed for my first full time church in Pittsburgh, Pa.  It was the West Mifflin Community Church. It sat on a hillside near the airport and I can remember needing to pause in my sermon while a plane went over for nobody could hear a thing until it got over and away. A lot happened in the 5 years I was there. I spent a lot of time studying and getting books from the Pittsburg Theological Seminary Library. I remember running the water over from the baptistry and needing to set up fans to dry the floor before the service began. I remember dedicating Mark and calling him Frank and getting a big laugh from the congregation.</B></div> <div> <B>There was one family I visited often because every time I went there she was making some unusal food and she would always give me some of it to take home. We did not have a lot and we can remember doing all our shopping at K-mart for years. </B></div> <div> <B>     Steven was hit by a car driven by one of our church members and ended up for weeks in the hospital with a broken leg. That man who hit him died a short time later and we often wondered if a contributing factor was the stress because of this experience. </B></div> <div> <B>     I became a chaplain in the Civil Air Patrol at this time and got to go up in my first plane. It was quite a thrill. The pilot would take me above the clouds and I saw the sun on the whitest clouds ever and it was awesome. Then he would find an opening in the clouds and dive and I would pray. It was awesome  and scary. I was a captain too and had people saluting me as I in uniform walked around the airport. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     It was while in this church that I was ordained. It was not the happiest of experiences for most of the pastors were dispensational in their theology and I was not and so there was tension. But I did get ordained</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     When I left Pittsburgh I went to my second full time pastorate in Muskegon, Michigan. I made some good friends here and had some unique experiences. I caught the largest fish of my life. It was a salmon caught in Muskegon lake. It took 45 minutes to land it and it was something like 26 inches long. We gave most of the meat away. </B></div> <div> <B>     It was here that I started an outdoor service in the summer and preached to people as they sat in their cars. It was hard on a windy day to keep the notes from blowing away, but it went quite well. It was here that I met Zen Hanger who worked with Gospel Films just a few blocks from where we lived. We had a great time talking of books as we were both fanatical book readers.</B></div> <div> <B>     It was here that a lot of people came to know Christ through my ministry. I remember negative things too. Our organist lived right across the street from us and one day his teenage daughter was killed in a car accident. It was a terrible experience. Cindy fell against a culvert in back and broke a piece off her tooth. </B></div> <div> <B>     I remember having a minibike at this time and Cindy would ride on the back and pick wild flowers as we would go through a field. She would get a large boquet of beautiful wild flowers. It was amazing the beauty in nature.</B></div> <div> <B>     This is when we bought our camper and in the years ahead we travelled across the country from one ocean to the other. Most of our family adventures were in this camper. Every year for many years we would take the camper to our annual Conference and then go to Sioux Falls where we would park it in the back of Lavonne's grandmother's house and spend a week or two there. </B></div> <div> <B>     One of the interesting things that came out of my ministry there is my relationship with an 18 year old named Don Benedict. He came to me for advice and we played a lot of ping pong and tennis together and became friends. When I left the church I never thought I would ever hear from him again. that was in  about 1973. In 1999 I got a phone call from Don. He was a youth pastor there is Muskegon and was I ever pleasantly surprised. I began to send him sermons and Bible studies and we have redeveloped an old friendship. He is now 50 years old and he is still coming to me for advice. Thank God for the internet, for that is the way he found me. It is wonderful to renew old friendships.</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>     From Muskegon I went back to Pennsylvania to Warren. This was the largest and richest church I ever served. It had a lot of well to do people and was a beautiful church building. We had a large parsonage with three bathrooms and one in the master bedroom which was wonderful. It is the only church I had with an assistant pastor. I remember that three couples took us to a resturaunt in New York state where we ate for three hours. It was one of the top places to eat in the country. It was the first time in our lives where we had enough money and did some things we never did before.</B></div> <div> <B>     It is also where I remember the worst storm. The trees were falling all over town. Lavonne and the kids were up in a camp ground at the time and it was a problem to get to them for there were trees down on  the roads. Cindy was out in it and it was very scary for her. </B></div> <div> <B>     We got our dog cuddles at this time and I remember her going crazy running around in circles in the yard. Cindy chose her from the pound and she was a great dog that we all loved for many years until I had to take her to put her to sleep. </B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>     From Warren we went to Sun Prairie Baptist in Salem, So, Dak. It was our one and only rural church. We were 9 miles out of Salem in the country. I got to knows farmers as never befor. I got to see a calf  born and cats born and a lot of country life. I got to be friends with a vet and we played a lot of tennis together. Tennis was my sport and I found someone in each church I served to play with. We had winter storms that shut us in for three days. The snow plow did not get to our road until then. Some farmers loved to get into their big rigs and get into town anyway even when the roads were closed. We once came home in a storm that had covered the road with deep drifts and we could not see. We hit them and just hoped we could plow through and not hit anything. It was scary but by God's grace we survived country living.   We ran to Sioux Falls a lot during these years to shop and see our families. It was here that I had the longest marriage enrichment class. We studied the Song of Songs for a full year.</B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>     From Sun Prairie we went to Shoreview Baptist Church in Shoreview, Minn. We were at last back where we considered it home. We stayed there for 15 years, our longest stay anywhere. It was a fun place to serve and we had a great decade and a half there. Things I remember are the many times I preached at the Union Gospel Mission in St. Paul and saw hundreds of men make decisions for Christ. I remember baptising up to 17 at one time in the lake not far from the church. I baptized Sarah in the lake right across the street from the church. I remember having a great marriage enrichment seminar here. After it was over we had a renewal wedding where a dozen couples dressed up in their wedding clothes and we had another wedding for them.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     We built a new parsonage next to the church and it was hugh and we loved it. We helped to build it with the men of the church. We got to know our neighbors who were Islamic and one of them came to know Christ. In 15 years we had a lot of experiences. I went to Bethel library often.</B></div> <div> <B>This is where I got my first computer and became fanatical for the Internet. I downloaded thousands of sermons and books and still do to this day as I index them and put material together for Bible Study. </B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>     After leaving Shoreview which had by this time changed its name to Shoreview Community Church I started a church in Presbyterian Homes. It was a nursing home with a beautiful chapel. We had an organist who was in her 90's. We had a great year and a half  before we decided to close it down for we just could not grow, and we tried everything we could.  People just did not want to go into a nursing home to go to church. </B></div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>RETIREMENT:</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     After leaving this New Beginning Community Church at the nursing home, I spent two years driving school bus and then went to work for two years as a Family Counselor for Morningside Memorial Gardens. As I type this I am still an employ there even though I have not really worked for over a year. I am retired and on social security as is Lavonne.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     In retirement I have been writing commentaries on books of the Bible and indexing resources from the internet. I teach a class on Colossians at the Horizons Community Church where we are members. I look forward to teaching many more classes there.</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>UPDATES</B></div> <bR> <div> <B>AUG 4, 2000.  The church is now building a new place of worship on highway 65 and I am now on the management team. I am getting to know the workings of the church better and look forward to teaching new classes when we get into our building before the end of the year. </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     The big challenge I am facing now is building a web site in order to share 34 years of sermons and Bible Study with anyone interested. It is time consuming but I love it.</B></div> <div> <B>     </B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>TO BE CONTINUED:</B></div> <div> <B>     </B></div> <bR> <div> <B>     </B></div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>