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Craig A Williamson's avatar

What an awesome share Larry. The gift of hospitality that keeps on giving.

Thank you!

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Larry E Whittington's avatar

It was God who had that family come to where I was preaching. I would never have had her if it hadn't been for her father insisting on bringing them to where I was.

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Craig's avatar

What a great story, Larry! I don't know that I have ever heard it before (actually I probably did when you lived in Oakdale - I was too young then to remember). Anyway, thank you for sharing.

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Al Christie's avatar

Stories about how we met our wives are always fun. Bev and I met in a class during our senior year in high school, but our first date wasn't until the night we graduated. Neither one of us had a date, and still in my cap and gown, I asked her if she'd like to go to one of the graduation parties with me. 4 years later we were married.

By the way, I went to U of Nebraska for 2 days in the fall of 1963. I had planned on getting a master's degree in math. I asked for my money back on the 3rd day because after learning more details about what my course would be covering, I realized that I had already learned much of it when getting my bachelor's at Hamilton College in Clinton N.Y.

Hamilton must have had some very good math teachers.

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Larry E Whittington's avatar

In those days, 1956 (my senior year), all seniors could take a test, and the top grades could have a year of college paid for. All I had to do was to work in the cafeteria for my room. One interesting aspect of entering the U of Nebr., I failed the English placement test, so those who failed took an English class we called the dumbbell English class. I also had to take a foreign language that year so I took German. That is where I learned my English grammar. After that year, I transferred to York Christian College in Nebraska.

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Al Christie's avatar

Speaking of ‘those days’, I worked in the library my senior at Hamilton College for $1/hr. I worked 300 hours and bought Bev a 1/3 carat diamond ring for $300.

Another memory - I got a job in Lincoln Nebraska as quality control inspector for Brunswick Corp. They were building the 2nd stage motor case for the Polaris missiles. I made $1.50 per hour. They hired me because they liked my physics degree.

On the other hand, Bev and I rented a fully furnished, spacious apartment for only $65/month.

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