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THE SHOOTING

That morning I did not want to go to the farm north of Marshfield, Missouri. I did not know why. I usually enjoyed going to Uncle Paul’s dairy farm. 1,358 more words

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THE IMAGE OF SERVICE

My life has always been full of people. Early on this was family, aunts, uncles, cousins and other extended family members. Another book will need to be written telling all the stories about the cousins. 4,730 more words

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THE BEGINNING OF SERVICE

I like to say, “I started life at a very early age.” My first recollections revolve around my brothers, Bud and Kenny. If you know them and are not family, they are Evan Presley Kensinger and Samuel Kennon Kensinger. 1,598 more words

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THE TRADITION OF SERVICE

When I was little my mother, Mary Francis, stayed at home with my sister & I. If she worked, it was at night as a waitress or cook in a small café. 1,634 more words

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THE TRADITION OF MINISTRY

The big rig was parked on Campbell Street. The driver was waiting patiently to back into Positronic Industries. I worked in that building. I knew that driver. 1,514 more words

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DOULOS: One man’s journey to become the servant Christ called him to be.

The Life of Service
There was a time when service was a word to avoid. A young child’s needs have to be provided by others. I wanted others to serve me. 524 more words

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