March 26- we hit the road . . . our trip was finally becoming a reality at last. We had prayed and planned it for months -- maybe even a year a two as we wanted to get back to our "home turf" - see our family- visit the Ark Encounter and revisit the places we had lived in our 50 years of marriage.
The kids encouraged it -- gifted it - we got a better vehicle -- and we hit the road.
It was a walk down memory lane and we found ourselves saying over and over "remember when . . . "
Our first stop that Monday morning was Memorial Park Cemetery. It was built in the 1930's and was a beautiful garden always lush with colors during the early Spring.
Our next stop was over to Cherry Road to Harding Graduate School . . .
We moved to Memphis for Terry to enroll in graduate studies at Harding Graduate School of Religion in August of 1974.
Terry got to spend time visiting with a retired librarian, Don Meredith, who remembered that Terry was the first doctoral graduate of Harding Graduate School of Religion. Terry found his dissertation in the library shelves.We were gifted a book by our favorite professors Annie Mae and Jack Lewis. They both had a profound impact on the two of us.
When we moved there we had just returned from a summer in India in 1974 -- married just 18 months -- and we found ourselves a small apartment for just $99 / month. We had no jobs --
Within a week I had found a teaching position at the Memphis Educational Division of the Nashville Institute for Neurological Studies. I made $400/month and we made it that first year.
By our second year in Memphis, Terry was working 4 jobs - substituting, teaching a girls 8th grade Bible class, a weekly chapel speaker and Bus Minister and even interim pulpit minister for the White Station Church of Christ. White Station was sooo very good to us --even supporting the next two of our summer missions to India in 1976 and 1978.
Our friends, the Burtons lived in the carriage house. We often ate meals together and Jeff pulled the worst Halloween prank ever on us.
I was a floor supervisor my senior year in Elam Hall. Char, my sister-in-law reminded me last week that I was her supervisor.
Every night under the stars during lectureship we would gather at 10:00 to sing praises. It's a memory that was a deep influence on me.
Daily chapel was a pivotal part of each student's day. I looked forward to it. The auditorium looks much different today.
As a pre-med major, my brother Allen spent countless hours in the Science Building. Allen still practices today as a pediatrician after giving 7+ years to the Army, serving many years in the Army Reserve and having is own practice as a beloved doctor in Peoria IL. I worked for Chemistry professors as a secretary during one-two years in this building.
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