My life is Blessed, I have known such wonderful folk

 Photo of the day: 

 1955 Ford....

(This was the car we had when we went to Missouri. We towed our 42' house trailer with it. Sherry & jack Jr. when we lived in Kirksville, MO, active duty USAF.)

So for today:

Anyone who knows me knows I have had one crazy life; they also know I have one wonderful wife to stay with me as I navigated thru this world.

Being raised in a parsonage, one of the last things I ever wanted as a youngster was to be a preacher.  My heart was set on being in UNIFORM. WWII with air raid warnings, blackouts, seeing my brothers, cousins, uncles in uniform, I wanted one.  LOL When I was 5 I would never thought that in my life I would wear 3 different uniforms. LOL

I tried to join the Marines when I was 16, I was discovered sent back home. I joined the day after I was 17. Leaving the Corps I then decided to try the USAF.

While in the USAF we attended church and worked with children.  I was good with kids, chalk talks, puppets and Magic tricks with a Christian message. When performing magic I always told the kids, the only real magic is Jesus, I use tricks, it is your job to see how I do it. LOL

My dad NEVER encouraged me into the ministry, but friends and pastors did. I started feeling I should do something in the way of ministry. 
We left a great church family in Biloxi Mississippi and under USAF orders went to Kirksville, Missouri, a radar site..  WE continued to attend church and there we met some wonderful folk and got involved in a church there.

After the comments of our good friend Glenda  about our life in Missouri I got to thinking I should try to explain some of her comments.

l-r Carolyn our pastor's daughter,  With 3 of the Conrad girls, Glenda, Lil (Lilliam) and Mary.

The Conrad family lived on a farm. Ten children and they were amazing, they all come to church over 20 miles in one car.  Sister Eileen Conrad was a soloist. A voice from heaven and could have held her own in Carnegie Hall. It is amazing the talent in this world that never gets acclaim.

(I have a picture of the Conrad family somewhere and cannot find it. If anyone has a copy you can find, please e-mail one to me.)

We were invited to dinner on the farm with that crowd many times. Glenda told of a happening around that big dinner table when little Robert was eating seconds and Sherry said, “Robbie, you are a little pig!”

He looked at her and replied so innocently, “A pig sit on a chair?” Remember he was a farm boy.

More tomorrow I hope.

 Nite Shipslog

PS :  Thanks for reading the Shipslog, hope to see you again, try to stay warm and be good. Some of this story may be hard to write, but I will continue.....