“At precisely twelve-thirty the grandfather clock in the downstairs hallway would dong, which signaled that dinner was on the table. The children would come in from the front yard, the men would rise up from the rockers on the porch, and we would make our way in to the feast. Except on the last Sunday of the month, which was when we had to stay after church for the monthly business meeting. On that day, we ate cold meat loaf sandwiches left over from my grandmother’s Saturday night meat loaf. Th...e cold meat loaf sandwiches were the highlight of the day. I’d put ketchup on mine and squish the bread flat around the meat, then dip it in ketchup again to ease the dryness. The business meetings were long and tedious, chock-full of detailed reports on trifling matters. The meeting would begin with a devotional thought from Bob Miles Sr., former editor of The Harmony Herald and teacher of the Live Free or Die Sunday school class. Bob Sr. would begin by recalling how much of the week he’d spent in earnest prayer, seeking God’s counsel on what message he might bring.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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