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In an earlier time when I first arrived in Song Lake, a predecessor pastor's two sons were the heads of the notorious Pat and Roger Gang, the nemesis of the The Craig Hegle Gang. At some point this pastor was transferred and we got an ex army chaplain, very liberal who believed one saved souls by hanging out with those who needed saving most, say in a local bar which he did. Oh - the old ladies didn't like that. And when we teens took up smoking, he took up smoking as well in the church basement of coffee and donuts between services to support us. O the rich people didn't like that, who contributed most to the new church addition - not at all.
Christo could get into the church at night when no one was there. So we Jimmied in and played ping pong in the new addition Chinese style - standing back and whaling away, slamming the little white ball back and forth over the little green net, one bounce off the wooden table. Well the renegade pastor saw the light and came over, and instead of kicking us out. he played with us. Oh the dead-beat snobs if they knew didn't like that.
It was heady days and pop culture transpired from Crosby and Sinatra to Bill Haley, Elvis and custom cars. And so the church found it fitting to hire an assistant pastor out of the ordinary. He was young and new-married with a cute wife.
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