Dad leading a prayer service in 1976 / Zac at the bottom right In July of 1977 my dad and mom drove from Longview to Indiana. On the return trip to Longview they stopped off at Fort Leonard Wood to visit me and Kim and baby Zachary and just-born Simon Peter. My dad did not look well. I knew that he was in the habit of fasting -- sometimes for weeks. Maybe this explained his thin-ness. He told me that he had an "ulcer" and that sometimes this made it difficult for him to eat. I remember putting on my PT clothes to do some running behind my house. My dad said that he would like to run with me, but that he felt a little sick. He hoped that during his next visit, we would be able run together. The last picture I took of my dad shows him posing in front of my army quarters a few months before his death. | |||||
Jeanne, Charlotte, Jack, Eileen, Chris & Frank When I arrived, all six of his children were with him. Dad was home from the hospital and the chemotheropy was ended. There was nothing more the doctors could do. Dad decided to die at home and was lying in his bedroom on a borrowed hospital bed. Charlotte and Eileen looked after him most. I sat with him some evenings and read scripture. Most of the time "Praise" tapes accompanied his pain. My ten days of emergency leave soon ended and my family was just about to return to Missouri, when dad's death appeared imminent. I was granted more leave. I stood at his side when he shuffled off this mortal coil. I heard the rattle in his throat as he swallowed down his last breath. | |||||
A lot of people loved my dad. Uncle Frank stayed in Longview a few weeks with Aunt Anne. During the eight years of dad's Full Gospel / healing /praying ministry, hunderds of lives were touched. Here is a message that I received 26 years after my dad's death. | |||||
A few more pictures from this visit to Longview | My mom near the resting place of my dad in 1980. |
My father published his testimony in one year before his death. |
Read the bulliten from his memorial service. |
Here is a recording of Dad leading a worship service
This is a letter that my dad wrote to his parents in 1933