sermons and he's a real man of God." So I asked him if he had a tape recorder and he said, "No, but I'm sure I can get one." So I told him I have many of Brother Branham's sermons on tape and he was welcome to have them. I heard later that Elmer had some of his men friends in on Saturday afternoons when Emma worked in a health store and played Brother Branham's tapes. I'm thankful that some from the Apostolic Christian Church did have an opportunity to hear our end time Prophet. When I had Elmers' testimony I wanted to share it with my sisters, Em and Marie, when they were visiting in Toledo. I can see this as if it were today. I was standing holding out Elmers' pamphlet, offering it to them to read. Em walked past and said she didn't want it. That she was satisfied. Marie walked up and said, "I'll take it, Lou." It wasn't too many months that Em told me she never was satisfied and she began searching the scriptures to compare her experience with the Word. When I became serious about searching the scripture to find out what was missing in my life, I started reading the books of the founder of the Apostolic Christian Church. His name was Samuel Fraelick and he had been a Lutheran preacher who got the revelation that infant baptism was wrong. He left the Lutheran Church and founded the Apostolic Christian Church. In his books he spoke of divine healing and that he had a deeper experience with the Holy Spirit than what was preached when I was going there. When they first came over from Europe, they held meetings in barns and they were missionary minded. After moving to the Midwest, they became more commercial minded and became wealthy farmers and businessmen. In Elmer's testimony, he said his mother told him that at one time the Apostolic Christian Church believed in divine healing. They did not allow the women to cut their hair or wear men's clothing. They would be put out of fellowship. When my cousin from Leo, Brother Don Schlatter, went into the mission field, he had to leave the Apostolic Christian Church because the church didn't approve of mission work at that time. He has been in Thailand for forty-two years and has translated much of the Bible into the Tai language and into their dialects. He didn't make a lot of money but gave many people the chance to know God's Word and has a great reward waiting for him in heaven. Don Schlatter's cousin, Vick Schlatter, Adam and Millie Schlatter's son, also went into the mission field to New Guinea. I hear he and his wife have retired and live in northern Australia and their children continue to carry on the mission work in New Guinea. Vick's sister, Ethelyn just returned from visiting them. Vick and his wife both had been members of the Apostolic Christian Church but also had to leave the church to follow their call to the mission field. They also had great success winning souls to God. God bless both families for answering the call God lay on their hearts. Don and Janet's daughter, Rachel and her husband are missionaries in the Philippines. Rachel and my daughter, Lois went to school together in Leo, Indiana. They were friends. I tried to testify to my relatives that would listen. Some believed and some thought I was jut going through menopause. One day I stopped at Brother Bill and Sister Karen Kipfer's. They lived on a farm. She was ironing all the time I was testifying. I can still see her. I didn't think she was hearing me but later she said she didn't miss a word. She and Brother Bill have been a real blessing to us. When we were in Africa those two years they held the church together. God bless them. I hear the Apostolic Christian Church has changed and now they do have missionaries in Japan, Haiti and send help to poor areas in Mexico. Doctors, nurses and other people donate their time twice a year to go to Mexico. My son, Chuck went this year. Alvin and Ellen Klopfenstein's son, Lee, who is a doctor from Ohio, and my son, Sid, have been going and Sid says that it is rewarding and the people are so grateful. During the great depression in the thirties, it was hard to find good paying jobs. My sister, Marie, I think my niece, Frieda, and I were in the Wolf and Dessaure's lunch room. We had been waiting a half-hour for service. Finally I called the waitress and ask her to tell the manager I wanted to speak to her. When she came, I told her she needed help and to bring me an apron. I got the job and I worked there a year until something better came along. We called my Dad, Bop. I never heard anyone else called that but they talked Swiss to each other and they would say De Bop when they spoke of my Dad. My Dad was well liked but he joined a threshing ring and this group of men would go from one farm to the other to thresh grain. The sad part is that they drank and Dad began drinking. When he was sober he was kind, but when he drank and became drunk he would get mean, not to the children but to Mother. He didn't like it that she joined the Apostolic Christian Church. Well when Dad would be real bad my brothers would manage to take Mother and I to Grandpa Schwartz and Aunt Kate's house. Aunt Kate was my Mom's youngest sister and took care of Grandpa. They lived two miles south of Bluffton on route one. Grandpa had a nice farm. He was a successful farmer. He came from Switzerland when he was six years old. He was the man who loaned Bill Moser money to start a business in Bluffton. Many of the people who went to the Apostolic Christian Church would borrow money from him and would be slow to pay him back and would bring him product to pacify him. I remember one time he said he thought they were members of the church. He never gave his heart to God that we know of, but he always wanted to go to church with us. That's when we all lived together in Bluffton after my Mom and Dad divorced. When Dad was in his bad days and mother and I would go to Grandpa's to get away from Dad, we had a nice time. I would be with Grandpa sitting or playing in the yard. One time while he and I were out in the front yard a caravan of gypsies pulled up in front of our house and a man came walking up and came toward me and Grandpa held up his cane and told him to get out of here. Gypsies had a reputation for stealing children or anything else that they could. I knew this so I ran as fast as I could into the house and hid behind the kitchen stove. I stayed there until Grandpa told me to come out. The gypsies had a lot of covered wagons and the women made money by telling fortunes. Another time I was playing in the side yard and my mother looking out the window saw a snake right behind me. She ran to the shed for a hoe and came up behind the snake and chopped it in half. I would go up and look at it and it kept wiggling until sundown. I don't like snakes but years later when I was in Africa, I saw plenty of snakes. Sometimes I would stay with Aunt Kate and Grandpa alone and would go to church with them. We would go in a buggy like the Amish still drive. I remember we would go half way up the river road east of Bluffton-the road Em and Bill used to live on. Grandpa had a certain place he would cross over the river for a short cut. I thought that was exciting and loved going with them. His wife was named Mariah Sutter before she was married. She was from Basil, France, and Mother said they spoke French in their home. Grandpa Schwartz was from Berne, Switzerland, and he was six years old when he came to America. He and my Grandma met here in the United States. I wish I had asked him more questions. He was always very sober but he was pleasant. He would sit for hours without talking. Grandma Mariah was the opposite. She was lively and had an outgoing personality so everyone liked her. She must have been a lot like my sister, Marie. Grandpa Edward Schwartz lived to be 96, the oldest in our family. For years he had only one upper tooth but he could eat most anything. He was a kind Grandpa. He never talked much, but always had a pleasant expression. I liked to be with him. Dad divorced Mother when I was five years old and then Mother and I moved to Bluffton. She bought a house at 318 East Washington Street. One house east of Mary and Obed Moser. Obed was Aaron Moser's son and Justine's uncle. When I started school at six years old, I had my English and Swiss mixed up. My folks would talk both languages at home mixing them together. My teacher told me to go home and learn to talk and I didn't go back to school until I was seven. I remember my neighbors, Mary and Judith Moser, Obed's sisters. They would get such a kick out of hearing me talk. One thing they told me I did was hold a banana behind my back and say "Bink me het." Then I would say "A tanna". Which translated means: "Think what I've got", or "Guess what I've got." Then I would say "A banana". I guess it probably was confusing for a teacher to put up with that. I can't believe my Mom would send me to school without having my English right. I remember the kids would corner me and have me say words for them. They would ask me to say "dog" and I would say "hung" and then they would laugh. The ones that made the most fun of me became good friends later. Jane Malcolm and her Mother would invite me in to hear me talk. I went to Park School for four years. It was right across from Washington Park. Then in fifth grade, we had to go to Central School on West Washington Street. We moved from East Washington to 513 South Main Street. That's when Grandpa Schwartz and Aunt Kate moved into town and lived on one side of the house and Mom, Em, and I lived on the other side. We lived there until I graduated from high school. Em married and Grandpa and Aunt Kate bought a house on East Central Avenue and Mom and I got a house on Mulberry Street. I lived there until I married, then Mom sold it and moved to Fan and Eli's farm where Aaron Moser had lived before Eli bought the farm. Fan had encouraged Mother to sell her home and move to the farm after I got married. Mother told me that Grandma really knew her Bible and was a real believer. My Mother was too. My Mother had four sisters and one brother. Aunt Emma married Uncle Chris Schlatter and lived in Leo, Indiana. They had four daughters (Cindy, Odie, Maggie, and Mary) and four sons (Adam, Ed, Ramos, and Phil). They are all gone now, but their memories do not die. Aunt Isabelle married Ben Gerber from Berne, Indiana. They had two daughters. Frances married Homer Neuenschwander. Florence married Loren Heller. Christian Gerber married Harriet Habegger. They are all gone but Loren Heller and Harriet Habegger. They were both very happily married and neither one of them remarried. I was invited to go with friends to Niagara Falls the summer of 1930. Before I left, I went to Leo, Indiana, to visit my Schlatter cousins. Just a few days before I was there, my cousin, Adam Schlatter, had tossed a stick into an apple tree to get an apple for his daughter, Jo Ann. I saw the bruise on his forehead where the stick had hit his head when it fell. He died of lockjaw (tetanus) while I was gone. While he was in the hospital he had spiritual visions of Heaven. I don't know the exact details but I know that his testimony had a great impact on his brothers and friends. Many people came to the Lord repenting their sins. Adam's wife, Millie, was pregnant with their son, Vick, at that time. So sad that Adam never had the privilege to see his son. I gave an account of Vick and Don Schlatter earlier and their dedication to the foreign missions. Rame and Rhoda's son, Leon Schlatter and his wife, Jewel, are also in the mission field. They are in Manaus, Brazil on the Amazon River and teach missionary children. They have been there for many years. My son, Chuck, visited them about twenty years ago. He said it was an interesting experience traveling on the Amazon River to reach Leon and his family. Rame and Rhoda's youngest son, Allen, is an evangelist in the United States. All of Rame and Rhoda's children are serving God. Rame and Rhoda Schlatter's daughter, Melba, and her husband, Bill, also answered their call to the missions. They have a Christian radio station broadcasting from Taiwan into Mainland China. When we lived in Toledo, we didn't have a summer vacation Bible School in the Apostolic Christian Church, but the Leo church did. My cousins, Ed, Mary, Mag, and Odie Schlatter invited us for two weeks each summer to stay with them on their farm and attend the Bible School there. Those two weeks were the highlight of the summer for each of us. We had a wonderful time. The children made new friends and could be with my sister Marie's two girls, Connie and Becky, and her two granddaughters, Cindy and Linda (Ernie