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And I did. I went to work with our local milkman delivering milk in the neighborhood, making $12 a week. Then I delivered ice cream to the grocery stores, making $15 a week. Then I went to work with the grocery store making $50 a week. I was in hog heaven. Not knowing how to read and write was a burden and pretending that I could was a challenge. But we worked through it. I started as a porter and worked my way to a produce manager.
Battle Of Ben Hill.
In the meantime in 1966 the best thing that had or has ever happened to me is when I met Linda, who became my wife. I missed that old nasty Vietnam War somehow maybe because I had a family and dependants, or health, but probably all those sheets of paper that I left blank on the recruiter's desk. Anyway, Uncle Sam didn't call and I didn't volunteer. The only battle scours I received was from the Battle Of Ben Hill.
In 1968 my wife was pregnant with our first child we felt the need to start going to church. I grew up with a lot of Bible but not a lot of church. We dedicated ourselves to God and joined a Baptist Church in a little community on the west side of Atlanta. I listened to the preacher quote the scriptures off the top of his head, l listened to everything that the Sunday school teacher said, I carried my Bible with me, but not a verse or even a word had I ever read. I felt like God wanted me to teach and preach and become a fishermen of men. I asked God to teach me what no one else could do, teach me how to read. and I believed that he would.

I listened to the preacher quote the scriptures off the top of his head,

l listened to everything that the Sunday school teacher said,

but not a verse or even a word had I ever read.
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