Gordon Robinson, a brother to Janice Robinson Russ, wrote:
Those were good days for growing up and the Scouting was a great help! These were good guys to be around in our teens. Shortly after leaving FS in '53, Hugh Morgan came to DC as a young Marine. For the past 50 years, I have been working in the housing industry with young Marines in Jacksonville NC -- Camp Lejeune. Hugh, we're with you every day!
[Editor's Comment: I am grateful for all the prayers of my readers for my healing of gout in my left hand and four fingers. I am in the process of being healed. I am grateful to the Robinson family I first met when I was a freshman at Emmanuel College 1952-1953. Because I did not want to be drafted in the Army (I had taken the physical and passed), I enlisted in the Marine Corps and was stationed at Quantico Marine Base. I hitched-hiked 30 miles every Sunday to attend the National Pentecostal Holiness Church in Washington, DC.
It was there that I met the Robinson family again. Robert and Hazel Robinson , the parents took me under their wings and invited me to their home on Rittenhouse Street to eat Sunday dinner and to stay for the evening worship service. Ray Stewart was the pastor when I started and when he left, Walter J. Nash came to serve as pastor. I was able to renew my friendship with Bill and Marshal Nash. Gordon Robinson and his family saved my life spiritually. I am indebted to the Pentecostal Holiness Church for loving me.]
Those were good days for growing up and the Scouting was a great help! These were good guys to be around in our teens. Shortly after leaving FS in '53, Hugh Morgan came to DC as a young Marine. For the past 50 years, I have been working in the housing industry with young Marines in Jacksonville NC -- Camp Lejeune. Hugh, we're with you every day!
[Editor's Comment: I am grateful for all the prayers of my readers for my healing of gout in my left hand and four fingers. I am in the process of being healed. I am grateful to the Robinson family I first met when I was a freshman at Emmanuel College 1952-1953. Because I did not want to be drafted in the Army (I had taken the physical and passed), I enlisted in the Marine Corps and was stationed at Quantico Marine Base. I hitched-hiked 30 miles every Sunday to attend the National Pentecostal Holiness Church in Washington, DC.
It was there that I met the Robinson family again. Robert and Hazel Robinson , the parents took me under their wings and invited me to their home on Rittenhouse Street to eat Sunday dinner and to stay for the evening worship service. Ray Stewart was the pastor when I started and when he left, Walter J. Nash came to serve as pastor. I was able to renew my friendship with Bill and Marshal Nash. Gordon Robinson and his family saved my life spiritually. I am indebted to the Pentecostal Holiness Church for loving me.]
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