As a preachers kid, having my girlfriend over to the parsonage, after dark, was a tricky business. It required the planning and finesse of 007. Unfortunately, I was more like Lurch. I have many precious and wonderful memories of my girlfriend in high school. We were together for a large part of our high schoolContinue reading “My Burning Love…”
Category Archives: Preachers Kid
Fake Preacher!
The security guard at St Francis Hospital challenged dad to prove he was a minister.
Kidnapped!
The preachers kid was kidnapped on a youth group trip…..Sort of. You’d be surprised to know who did it and how he was rescued……Sort of.
Dad Had a Drinking Problem…
Dad had a drinking problem that caused shame, anger, and embarrassment as a minister.
Angel on my Bumper.
An angel on my bumper was the one thing I could give the retired preacher when he was close to death.
Dance with a Snake?
Dad bought Spumoni ice cream which, as a child, I decided was torture.
John Wayne Defends the Preacher?
I went at the other boy like a spider monkey on a sugar high, but Dad had a different idea.
Shocking,.. Just Shocking!
That toy truck flew like a rocket when we put the electricity to it. And nearly killed the neighbor doing it.
Scarred For Life!
Mother scarred me for life when she had me wear second-hand girls clothing and tried to convince me they were boys clothes.
All Time Greatest?
I snuck away from a church picnic to slide down the spillway at the lake and nearly killed myself in the process.
Fire, Fire,..Oops!
Playing firefighter in the parsonage got too real when my plan went awry.
The Methodist Ladies, A Dead Body, and the Baptist Church.
We launched a tire from the roof of the parsonage during a church ladies meeting. Someone thought a dead body had fallen.
The Great Cave Expedition.
Exploring the church crawlspace on a secret mission. We thought we’d been successful until unforeseen circumstances intervened.
A Name to Be Proud of..
I was ashamed by my first name until I found out the wonderful story of my namesake. Now just call me Lou.
Paint job on the church.
I will confess to painting on the wall of the church, but will claim that I have a defense. My little sister talked me into it.
Just a little ornery.
Preachers kids have the reputation of being ornery or trouble makers. They are on view for the world to see and expected to be angels. Sometimes they aren’t.
