My Memories of and Musings on HAC / FBCH

Before we left Hammond dh was doing trash. In 1983 we had Jack Schapp come to south Florida for a Youth Conference. He stayed in our home.
 
No dice were allowed for board games.
I suppose that was the rule in the late seventies, when I went -- probably no card games as well, but frankly, I don't recall ever playing any such games, not because we were too spiritual but because we didn't have the time.

About the most risky conduct I did was keep my Elvis cassettes in my glove box and play them when I was alone. I wasn't ready to give up Elvis. I still love him.

Do you realize that he's been dead longer than he was alive?
 
Before we left Hammond dh was doing trash. In 1983 we had Jack Schapp come to south Florida for a Youth Conference. He stayed in our home.
Sherry, legend has it that DH was "doing trash" as early as the early 70's. Looking back, I can't believe how terribly JH managed him. I was thinking yesterday, what if HAC had started five years later? It probably would have meant that DH would have gone to Tenn Temple like his older sister. My best guess is that he would have been kicked out then and all this stuff would have come to light way before he had any true significance. Or maybe, he would have repented as a young man and served God for the last fifty years.

Instead, he was the prince to the kingdom and had different rules than anyone else. He was given way too much freedom when young people cannot usually handle such, and (IMHO) that was his downfall. Then his father just enabled him in various ways, probably hoping that he would eventually turn it around before he was exposed. But that never happens and JH should have known that.

On another note, your story about Schaap staying in your home, made me think of another story...a true one.

A certain HAC graduate (who went there the same time as us -- you might know him) has pastored a struggling, small congregation in Ohio, for many years. This guy has suffered. I mean he's close to destitute, without the means to even get proper medical care for his wife and kids.

He asked another graduate to come and preach for a few days at his church. The church had a small makeshift apartment in the basement and lodged the guest speaker there. This guy chewed out the pastor and told him that he had disrespected him by putting him in the basement and that he wouldn't have treated Lee Roberson that way. I would have told him, "you aren't Lee Roberson." But, this guy (who I actually knew a little from our college days and always liked) in my view displayed the height of sinful pride. I hated learning that about him.
 
Sherry, legend has it that DH was "doing trash" as early as the early 70's. Looking back, I can't believe how terribly JH managed him. I was thinking yesterday, what if HAC had started five years later? It probably would have meant that DH would have gone to Tenn Temple like his older sister. My best guess is that he would have been kicked out then and all this stuff would have come to light way before he had any true significance. Or maybe, he would have repented as a young man and served God for the last fifty years.

Instead, he was the prince to the kingdom and had different rules than anyone else. He was given way too much freedom when young people cannot usually handle such, and (IMHO) that was his downfall. Then his father just enabled him in various ways, probably hoping that he would eventually turn it around before he was exposed. But that never happens and JH should have known that.

On another note, your story about Schaap staying in your home, made me think of another story...a true one.

A certain HAC graduate (who went there the same time as us -- you might know him) has pastored a struggling, small congregation in Ohio, for many years. This guy has suffered. I mean he's close to destitute, without the means to even get proper medical care for his wife and kids.

He asked another graduate to come and preach for a few days at his church. The church had a small makeshift apartment in the basement and lodged the guest speaker there. This guy chewed out the pastor and told him that he had disrespected him by putting him in the basement and that he wouldn't have treated Lee Roberson that way. I would have told him, "you aren't Lee Roberson." But, this guy (who I actually knew a little from our college days and always liked) in my view displayed the height of sinful pride. I hated learning that about him.
I'm working today I'll come back to this post when I get home.
 
In the winter, we were all called to the same chapel and were told Bro. Sallee was killed in a car accident. We wept.

I will never forget Mrs. Sallee singing, "Everything's All Right in my Father's House" at Bro. Hyles' request one Sunday night in church. The overcrowded church auditorium was hushed as she sang it beautifully.
Car wreck on 41 north bound going over the bridge, if memory serves me right. I was always fearful driving over it. Every single time, my parents told me the story again.
 
While I thought Mrs. Evans was a pretty sharp person, I remember taking that class in the old dining hall and pretty much getting nothing from it. Looking back on those days, I'm not sure if Marlene was that great. She was very different and very confident for the ladies her age that I had been previously introduced to. I was a little turned off by her "entourage" and how one of her minions would always come in and begin the class and then she would make her grand entrance. I have no evidence of this, but I always thought that she was the "power person" of that marriage and that Wendell was tagging along behind.

I would be interested to know how some of our female folks viewed her.
I have a different take on that one. She was the outgoing personality, but not the power person of the marriage. Her personality was over the top - that was just her and part of her charm. Early on, she decided to be an encourager for the girls at the college. Like modern women's writers, she would create BIG stories out of every day events and then draw a lesson from it. That doesn't appeal to me, but apparently it does to most women even today because that is what most of those books are like.

Her big deal was to take joy in the simple things of life. There were enough other people who were brow beating and shaming students. Her voice was one of support and joy, even if it did include alot of silliness and goofiness.

Her "entourage" did their best to mimic her, but only JoJo could pull it off. She came in late because she was ill and being "up" for so long drained her. She also did not want to do the drudgery of attendance and that sort of thing. It was part of the act to be UP all the time.
 
Really... IFBs celebrating the devil's holiday 🤔
oh - the haunted house went on for a very long time. Never made sense to me, why that would be celebrated. Even in the later years when it turned into a harvest festival, they kept the haunted hayride, eventually renaming it to the Martyrs Meadow Hayride where they acted out Martin Luther posting his thesis followed by scenes of martyrs. Some kid hurt himself badly one year lighting himself on fire as a stunt for it. After that, it was a much more mild hayride through a history of Luther and "Here I Stand"
 
I am thankful for my days there. That place and those people shaped so much of who I am. Many of my best attributes are directly related to the people and lessons from there.

I have some different views on some things now. There were hurts along the way that I had to overcome. But I am thankful.
 
For about a year, after work I would go by Sauzers Restaurant across from Tiebels at 30 and 41. This was sometime maybe around 11PM. This was after curfew, and was definitely against the rules. I wonder how many demerits that all adds up to. Over the course of about a year.......
Sauzers! Still have the "cow cup!"
 
Do you think he had some type of mental health issue?
Read the book "Overcoming the Dark Side of Leadership."
or use ChatGPT to get a summary.

The book argues that the skillset required to be a great leader also have a definite darkside that all to often destroy the person. This is true of almost every successful leader in any arena.
 
oh - the haunted house went on for a very long time. Never made sense to me, why that would be celebrated. Even in the later years when it turned into a harvest festival, they kept the haunted hayride, eventually renaming it to the Martyrs Meadow Hayride where they acted out Martin Luther posting his thesis followed by scenes of martyrs. Some kid hurt himself badly one year lighting himself on fire as a stunt for it. After that, it was a much more mild hayride through a history of Luther and "Here I Stand"
BC, what years were you there?
 
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