Contributed by Frank Zerbel on Feb 4, 2005
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I can remember one Saturday afternoon in the 60’s as I was outside with the push mower cutting the grass for my father when two men carrying a box down our driveway caught my attention. They sat it down outside the front door and unpacked our first color TV.
It had a beautiful solid wood cabinet
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Contributed by Frank Zerbel on Feb 4, 2005
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I remember setting in the church office working on a sermon when I heard something in the sanctuary. As I got out there I saw a ragged young man stepping out the door. I caught up with him and asked if I could help him. He was crying and proceeded to tell me who he was and that he felt something
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