My life to this point has been fifty fifty. The first fifty years of my career I spent in business. After being at MIT I entered into business for my self. It all started with the sand and gravel industry. From there it went to a trucking fleet. Soon thereafter I became involved in construction and became well established in the heavy equipment side and commercial building. From there I moved to Arizona after getting tired of removing huge amounts of snow from Wisconsin Bell lots and Mayfair Shopping Center and fighting the extreme cold winters. Arizona offered a different carrier entering into the automotive field and opening a twelve bay repair shop which included a machine shop, body shop and a Kawasaki and Harley retail store. It was during the end of that period of my fifty fifty I found that the gold pot I was looking for was not at the end of this rainbow. After riding a motorcycle through a plate glass window I knew that there was something else the Divine Creator had in store for me. I went back to Western Seminary finished my education and proceed to now follow His desire for my life instead of concentrating on the I, which controlled the first fifty percent of my career life. I realized that I needed to serve the One who is the Supreme Creator of all.

I understood that God has a different plan for man. That His desire is eternal life with Him for all of eternity. There is a battle going on and it is between the evil one himself and the Almighty God of the universe. This battle has been going on since the beginning of creation as God sifts out those who will become part of His fellowship for all eternity. Being created in sin and being a sinner, there was a time I needed to trust in Him after reading the Holy Scriptures, which tell us that all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God. There became a time in my life that I that I must repent from my sin and receive Jesus as Lord and Savior of my life. It was soon after accepting Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior I found out I know longer was my own and my desire was to serve the Eternal God. I have never been happier and felt more at peace, even during the hardest of times, than after I decided to walk with Him.

For the last half of my working career I have served as Senior Pastor of Grace Community Church (25 years)and through God's guidance have developed AWANA Clubs, Food Banks, and had a Christian school. I officiated more marriages than I want to admit to and now it seems I am burying more than I like. I have seen countless come to the saving Grace of Christ. My work here is not yet done and I have no plans to retire. I have truly found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Some of you I will never meet here on this earth but my desire would be to see you in a much better setting, That really is up to you however. We are all agents of free choice. There is a lot more in store for those who know Him personally. One thing I learned life here is short. Visit our church site at azgrace.com/ for further insight and a opportunity to listen to a life changing message at our sermon selection. My voice has changed but I have never lost my Wisconsin accent. My prayers are with you all.

Memories, and do I remember many. The four years were a blast. Never do I remember being in study hall. Being part of Mr. Bahr's projectionist group it permitted me to escape those moments. In those days there were films that furthered our education. We showed entertainment films during lunch hours and educational films during our free periods. There were those moments that were challenging like showing those sex education films to health classes. The projectionists always argued who would show what film, in what class, because of the drawing cards (girls). Visitors were not allowed in the projectionists room. I do remember walking in on some heated moments however. Mr. Bahr was a class act and really made coming to school a pleasure.

Being the last senior class to attend we had the privilege to leave off a lot of frustration that last week of school. I even remember a few guys who blew up some lockers. They got caught as I recall.

In four years I never carried home a book of my own. There were those we looked up to and those we looked down to. Funny how that part of life has never changed.