<TITLE>15. Par -</TITLE>1L-166-99 They called me a "Kentucky squab," because my mother, when she was young, she sure looked like an Indian (looking at her picture awhile ago), and they knowed she was a half Indian. And because I was Kentucky and her being a squaw, they called me a "squab, a Kentucky squab." And I had nothing in the world to do into it; I couldn't help because I was born in Kentucky.
I went down there to school, and I didn't have no clothes to wear, and my hair hanging down my neck. And pop--mom took pop's old coat that he was married in, and cut it up and made me a pair of pants to wear to school my first time. And I... And she dressed me with a pair of white stockings on and a pair of tennis shoes. And they said, "If you don't look like a windy Kentuckian." And--and all--and that--and then, that went on all my--all my school days.

1L-166-101 And a couple of boys, because I walked down the road with some little girl and packed her books... They didn't want me to do that, and they met me down there and beat me till I was simply unconscious. I told them, if they'd just let me go, I promise that I would go right straight home. And so they took--let me loose, kicked me four or five times, knocked me down, and scraped my face all over. And I went home, like this, up through the broom sedge field.
I had a little .22 Winchester rifle laying up over the door. Reached up and got that rifle full of bullets, went right down through the locust thicket, and hid by the side of the road till these five or six boys come along there. Just waited till they come, and when they was coming there, talking, said, "That Kentuckian will realize where he's at from this on," going on like that.

1L-167-103 I stepped up with the hammer pulled back on the rifle. I said, "Now, which one of you wants to die first, so you won't watch the others?" They started squealing; I said, "Don't squeal, 'cause you're all going to die one by one." And I meant it. And just then they started squealing. And I pulled up and snap. The gun snapped. I throwed another shell in. Snap, it snapped; another shell, snap, it snapped. And I pumped sixteen shells on the ground. Every one of them snapped. And them boys running, and screaming, and diving over the hill, and everything.
And after they left, I stood there. When I'd get so angry, till I--I--I wouldn't cry; I would laugh like a idiot and tears run out of my eyes. Now, that's a temper. If it hadn't been for God, I'd been a murderer.
And I picked up them shells and put them back in the rifle, and, "Pow, pow"; they'd shoot just as good as ever. Talk about grace.

1L-167-Q-406 406. Where are the foolish virgins during the millennium?
In the millennium they're in the grave. "The rest of the dead lived not for a thousand years."

1L-167-Q-407 407. Will there be, or is there now a place for the Bride to gather together to live, like when Moses led the children of Israel?
I'm going to answer that question for you; it was just revealed to me. I'm going to tell you the truth. Yes, sir. There's a place for all the Bride to gather. You want to know where it's at? In Christ. Correct. Just gather in there; we're all together.

1L-167-Q-408 408. Why is it that we make so much of a big issue of women's dress (Oh, oh, I'm getting it on this one, ain't I?)--big issue of women's dressing and cutting of hair, and do--nothing said about the hair of the men or the way he dresses?
Well, sister, I'm going to agree with you one thing. First place, the Bible said that a man should not have long hair. And if he had long hair, I'd tell him, just the same as I tell you. He's wrong. But most men, lot of them's like me, don't have any at all. But most men cut their hair, look like men. And now, if they didn't do it, they'd be told not to do so, to leave their hair grow out like a woman's hair. You'll get all of this in the marriage and divorce vows and things when we preach on it. The big issue such of man's--or woman's dressing...


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