<TITLE>03. Par 7-10</TITLE>L-7 Now, so in this meeting I had to stay out in the country. And I was at a little motel. (The brother may know, if he's from that part of the country.) And there was a little... I believe it was a Mennonite restaurant across the s--the road, and they were... Now, the Mennonite people are really fine people. I passed today and seen a Mennonite hospital here in the city. If I'd break my arm and have to go to the hospital, I hope they take me over to the Mennonite hospital, 'cause I--I like those people; they're really nice. And they give you always, I believe it's a... Gene, how many ounces in a pound? Sixteen, isn't it? They give you seventeen. See? And so... And they're really nice people.
And I was at the restaurant. And the little ladies dressed so nice, clean, and their kitchens were clean. And they were neatly, nice ladies, just every bit of a real Christian lady. And I really enjoyed eating there. Their food was fine. And so I'd go over there and eat.

L-8 Well, on Sunday I hadn't eaten for maybe two days, getting ready for the great afternoon service (perhaps when this lad was converted, or brought to Christ). And so... Mr. Baxter was speaking for me, if your remember, the afternoon services in the--in the preliminaries. And so I--I got hungry. And I knowed I was just going to preach that afternoon; I wasn't going to have no healing service. So I kinda thought, "Well, it wouldn't hurt me to eat a sandwich." I said, "I--I preach so hard, usually," I said, "and so long, it'll--it'll all be digested before night comes for the healing service."
So I said... I went over, and the little Mennonite place had closed up. And they'd gone to church, and place was closed. So I walked across the road to just an ordinary little American stop, where they had sandwiches and cold drinks.

L-9 I hate to say this. It just hurts me, 'cause it's our own nation, but to see it so degrading... When I walked in the place, the first thing was a policeman, standing with his arm around a woman in the wrong place, playing a slot machine. Now, gambling's illegal in Ohio. Many of you Ohio people know that. And then a policeman, which is supposed to be upholding the law, standing there breaking the law; and a man my age (perhaps had children at home and a wife) standing there with a arm around a woman. I looked, and I thought, "Oh, my."
I heard somebody laughing, and I looked back towards the back, and a bunch of these here boys... What is you call them? Beatniks, or ever what...? That there flat-looking hair cut on the top, and a duck sitting on the back of their neck or something, overall jackets on, and their pants pulled way down like this. Boys, be a man. You got better making than that. Oh, my. So there they sat back there and a young lady not over seventeen or eighteen years old... And that young lady, the way they were doing, and pulling around over her, it was a shame. And I thought, "Well, what about that?"

L-10 I heard somebody say, "Do you think the rain will hurt the rhubarb?" And I looked over on this side, and there sat a woman... Now, I'm telling... And I--I don't--I don't believe this is a place to joke. This is a place to be honest and truthful.
And there set a woman that could've been my grandmother. She was setting there with those little bitty immoral clothes on. And the woman had purple painted toenails. Now, I've had my toenail purple, but after I'd stumped it or something. But it was purple painted toenails, with purple painted manicure on--on her lips, you know, and--and--and little spots on her face. And the little--the lady had real short cut hair and painted blue.


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