Saturday I ran a half-marathon in Ludington, a nice town on the west coast of Michigan. All the Pierpont men participated in either the half-marathon or the 5K. Chuck, Dan and Wes ran the 5K. Kyle and I ran the long run. It was beautiful. It was sunny and cool at race time about 58 degrees. A perrrr-fect day on my favorite lake.

The North Star over Wolf Lake on Thursday night after a picture-perfect, cool, sunny day. It was a day of rich fellowship, clear water, crisp air, good food, kayaking, running, biking, sailing, singing and teaching by Mr. Gothard. It was about as close as you can get to a perfect day on in this world.

Wolf Lake

Wolf Lake as seen from the Northwoods Conference Center. It has been our privilidge to retreat to the north here for the last two years. These are refreshing and productive times for us. The day this picture was taken Lois and I took a Kayak out onto the lake. We watched three loons play in the water for twenty minutes. Approaching Duck Point we saw movement high in a tree. It was a mature bald eagle. It flew into another tree on …

Kenneth L. Pierpont

Lois took this picture of me one evening in the Riverbank Park.

Charles Kenneth Pierpont

This is Charles… who likes to call himself “Chuk” these days. He is starting to play a pretty good guitar lately. This evening he was in the park when Lois was taking pictures for the Eternal Vision Student Directory so Lois snapped a photo of him… Kinda’ sharp kid, isn’t he?

Lois and I married in September. We moved into a cozy two-bedroom apartment in the upstairs of a farm house in the Ohio countryside. We found a small church and got jobs. I sold furniture. Lois worked at a Fotomat booth. Our plan was to work until spring and then move back to Springfield, Missouri to continue our preparation for ministry.

Sooter Hoople was a bachelor pastor. He was from southern Ohio where the hills roll from Interstate 70 south to the Ohio River. Every year he volunteered to be a counselor at the Christian Union Camp in Greenfield, Ohio. He did this for years and years. He was a counselor when I was a camper.
When I became a counselor, he was still a counselor. Long after I had moved on to marriage and ministry he was a counselor year after year.