The 1970's
In Chicago, my summer of '70 was spent working with a program seeking to rescue drug addicts, alcoholics, and street gangs. The following
summer of '71, found me on the convention floor at the McCormick Place in Chicago where I was a counselor providing guidance and spiritual instructions
for those who had accepted Christ as their savior at the Billy Graham Crusade. In May of '72, I was graduating from a Bible College in Chicago. In June of '72
on a Saturday noon, I was saying "I do" at the altar of a church and by next morning I was on our honeymoon in Central Wisconsin. By the Fall of '74, I
could be found in the Mississippi Delta pioneering a little church and during missionary work among the children in the community. I also had a job doing
social work among the senior citizens in that rural farming community. This is also where I was when a peanut farmer, Jimmy Carter, became President of
the U.S. in 1976. After driving 2000 miles across the country, life continued on the fast moving track and found me on the Streets of San Francisco in the Fall
of '78. Not long after arriving, my attention was glued to the San Francisco Chronicle and the local television stations bringing fresh and up to the minute
news of The People Temple, its leader Jim Jones, and the mass suicides in Guiana, South America. Then there was the assassination of the San Francisco
mayor and a supervisor and the riot that followed. In the fall of '79, there was the 'Iranian Hostage Crisis" and take-over of the American Embassy.
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