| It Has Been A Rough Year |
I am adding this additional chapter to my introduction, because after I initially wrote the introduction, it was very difficult to come back to it and try to make sense of all that I have experienced through the various stages of my life and the trials that I have endured or overcome. I wish ...
| The Birth of Charles Leonard Wiggins |
The story has already been written for awhile on my blog "From the heart of Praise, Prayer and Perseverance. 0; Here is a link to that posting, Below are the pictures of the blessed event.
http://fromthehea rt-dotwigg.blogsp ot.com/2008/03/an other-2-prayer-re quest-answered.ht ml
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| Date Range: 08/15/1963 To 08/15/1966 ||
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Spartanburg South Carolina, 1963-66 Converse College Spartanburg South Carolina In late 1963 my parents Ozan and Patricia Benkman moved to new teaching position at Converse College in Spartanburg South Carolina. We moved all the way across the country and rented our our house in San Francisco. Both my parents worked as professors at the music school at Converse College (One of the better music schools at that time) As a child I was immersed in music from all angles. My parents were teaching some wonderful and gifted pupils at that time some who have rather outstanding names today. As a Child in Spartanburg I was immersed in all the good attributes of being a child during the 1960’s during my parents residence. There were many childhood memories of attending my first years of school here and making a variety of new friends during my first years in public school. There were also other memories of 1960’s culture, America in during this time that I remember as through yesterday. As a child I was very open to the world around me and it had significant impact, whether it be the death of Kennedy, which I remember, or the passing of Martin Luther King, which was a key memory living during that time period. I was in the Atlanta Airport the afternoon Kennedy was assassinated, and i had just came in the door to see the sadness written across the face of a wonderful black lady who worked for us at that time. This was a time of impressions, good and bad as well as gentle visions that were the essence of my childhood. We moved to Tucson Arizona the summer after Chautauqua in 1966.
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