Going to Seminary | Part 7
Altadena, California style, Sept 1973. Dresses by Elouise; D’s tie by a friend.
Nothing like the experience I describe in Part 5 and Part 6 ever happened again. Going to seminary, and to Fuller Seminary in particular, was the most wonderful thing I could have done at that time of my life.
Nonetheless, this post is also about hard stuff. Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 