Back again

All of us are approaching the official Thanksgiving Day and I am giving thanks now for what health I have. You all know I am 92 years old and getting older each hour of every day.  Joyce and I still rejoyce in our friendship. We have read books by Maya Angelou and were challenged by her liffe and testimony

I am also challenged by the work of Sarah Quesada. She is married to an immigrant from Guatamala. She tells their story in her book “Undocumentated” which was published by Heral Press. Since then they have parented two children while living in Atlanta, Georgia.

Sarah continues to blog on behalf of immigrants Her blog is named “Roadmap” if I have it correctly, Her blogs link to podcasts and other sources of information about immigrants.  I have been in touch today with my webmaster and I hope to be able to post more faithfully in the future.

About Martin Lehman

I was born 92 years ago, the son of a Mennonite pastor and organic gardener in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. At age 10 I was baptized as a member of the Marion Mennonite Church. I own the "Old Fool" moniker because I want to walk the Jesus Way even though the world and much of the church takes me as a fool for doing so. In my life I have moved from being a young conservative to an elderly radical. I tell that story in My Faith Journey posted on my website.
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2 Responses to Back again

  1. Melody Provenzano Buntemeyer says:

    Mr. Lehman,
    I was researching the Sharon School in Ybor City. I was a kindergarten graduate in 1960, and I noticed you had a photo of our graduating class. I just have gotten over the chicken pox, and some of my markings are still showing on my legs. (I am in the front row, and the third one from the right with a flower in my hair. At the beginning of kindergarten, I didn’t speak a word of English because my mother was born in Havana, Cuba and Spanish was the language spoken in our home. We would receive ice cream as a snack, and the first word I learned to say , “May I please have an ice cream sandwich.”

    I have fond memories of my time at the Sharon School. Even though I wasn’t raised in the Mennonite faith, I remember thinking these women with these funny hats were warm and kind.

    Thank you for allowing me to share my story with you.

    Merry Christmas!

  2. This is my second attempt to respond. I am glad to hear of your foud memories of Sharon School. I have found the picture you referred to you. You were a beautiful little girl and my wife, Rhoda, was your teacher. She is no longer living so I can’t relay your letter to her. I am 92 years old. I must look again to see if my daughter Rachel is on the picture.

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