Read 3 John 4
I grew up in the small town of Bogalusa, LA. I lived in the country, about 15 miles outside of Bogalusa. My Dad worked at the Paper Mill in town, and my mother drove a school bus. We were the typical farm family with a huge garden, three horses, and 20 cows that provided our meat and milk. My church was about 5 miles from my house and had about 80 members. My grandfather and grandmother were two of the original members of the church.
My brother and I went to church camp in Arkansas every year and played softball for the church team. We also mowed the church yard every week. During one church camp when I was about 11 years old, I was saved. Floyd Cox was my pastor, a great mentor, and great softball player. When I left Bogalusa at 18, I went to college at Louisiana Tech, graduated, and served in the army. From there, I went to work for Kraft Foods in Chicago (two years) and then worked at International Paper the next 38 years. We have lived in a number of towns and cities since then, always attending church wherever we lived. We have two daughters and four grandsons. My dream is for all my grandsons to be saved.