The prayer card my folks used during the furlough of ’62-’63. These were given away by the thousands in hopes that a few would get stuck on fridges as a reminder to pray for their ministry. With four boys, boy did they ever need prayer!
Paul Seefeldt and I on a winter day with nothing better to do. No, I did not play a guitar.
Me on the left. This is at Redburn Oakes winter of ’61 or ’62. In Gordy’s hands (second from left) and also in Norman’s (far right) is a device to weave yarn into something resembling a round rope. It was fun doing the weaving, but we never figured out what to do with all the rope it generated.
Gopalpur, Bay of Bengal, winter of ’64 or so.
’61 or thereabouts.
Probably around first furlough, ’55-’56.
We loved it when it snowed.
From left, Paul Seefeldt, my childhood buddy, Ruthie Warren, Gordy, Beth Ann Warren, Dale Seefeldt and me.