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The summer of 1966 was a difficult time for me. In the spring, my father had died suddenly. My mother had decided I should attend Boy Scout camp for a week. In the weeks leading up to it, I had been staying with the Hingstman family in Vestal, New York. I was uninterested in attending…
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“A new king arose over Egypt who did not know Joseph” (Exodus 1:9). What are my obligations in these times of the emergence of a dictatorship, political discord, and economic chaos? I am merely one voice in a chorus of voices. There are moments when I think writing these blogs is a waste of time.…
Charles van Heck's Woodhull Journal 