I said nothing of this to folks at the church, of course, even Pastor Alan Schoonover, who I have come to have great respect for as a pastor, and who I regard as a friend. If I lived here, he would be a friend. He is five years younger than I - he celebrates his 80th birthday on Wednesday. The church put on a pot-luck lunch for him after the service. He grew up in Wisconsin and went to seminary in Dubuque, IA, just a few miles up the road from Anamosa, where I went to high school. So we share mid-western roots.
He and his wife, Dee, left today for seven weeks in Arizona. I do hope I'll get to see him again.