A Blessed Life (20)
Eager to do something besides going to school I abandoned plans for Georgetown College. We packed and moved to Louisville on the whim that I might get a job teaching in a Christian school. Perhaps they would let me finish my degree while I taught. Such was not the case, so I turned to the employment ads in the paper. Soon I am working for Bell Telephone as a frameman; a job where you run connecting wires for a hundred feet or more on a frame that ultimately supplies a working landline to the installer out in the field. I worked the frame by day and attended night school at Kentucky Southern College.
I left the phone company after only a little over a year. Later I was told by my uncle who worked for Bell that an executive told him they were planning to send me to management training. In difficult financial times, Colleen and I would often think, if only I had stayed. This all proved to me, in later reflection, that God continually watches over His own even when His own wonder and wander. It was during this time, just prior to resigning from the phone company, that our first child was born. October 23, 1967 marked the birth of our daughter Michelle. She is and always was independent. She had to be because God gave her parents who were still wet behind the ears. We can’t be sure, but we believe she started cleaning, cooking and doing laundry at either fourteen or eighteen months. By the age of two she was prepared to babysit little brother Brian.
You may wonder why I left Bell Telephone. Well a little country church in eastern Jefferson County needed a preacher, so they called me to speak one Sunday. They offered us a new parsonage, a meager salary and lots of good home cooked meals by some wonderful ladies. So with two years of college, one year of night school, a blue suit and a black King James Version, I became pastor at the ripe age of twenty-one.
– Terry A. Morrison