My father dropped out of high school when he was a junior. He went into the service and was stationed somewhere in New Mexico. While he was there, after his conversion he went home to Pennsylvania and gradually fell away. After twenty years of "riotous living" he took me and my mom and my brothers to VBS at the Sunbury church of Christ on the corner of Fourth and Arch Streets in Sunbury, PA. We went to church every night for a week. We thought he had lost his mind! We were not "church going" folks. My dad was a drinking man. We had beer drinking parties in our home. I don't have any Bible school memories from my early childhood, but I do remember those parties.Continue Reading... What If?
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