When I was eight years old, I remember being on vacation with my family. It was Sunday, April 28, 1968. We were visiting the church home of some out of state friends of my parents. I remember being dismissed from the worship service and going upstairs to a small Sunday school room. (It was strange for me because we always went to church, THEN to Sunday school.) All I remember about the class, other than an ugly stained glass window that you couldn’t see out of, was the teache
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