Generally, I don't boast about my family because I'm not very good at living up to their example. As a natural introvert, I didn't stress my family connections while I attended CBC. I don't mind solitude, which is a blessing for an artist. Given a choice, I prefer hanging out with people who like me or not based on who I am, not on who my family is or isn't. Richard and I both agreed that life on a pedestal just gives you farther to fall.
But for you to understand why I attended Cincinnati Bible College while I was in a very non-Christian frame of mind, I need to share some of my background. This is a family photo of my mother's side of the family taken in 1965. Three of the men in the photo were in the preaching business. Two were also professors at Cincinnati Bible College, which was at that time known as Cincinnati Bible Seminary. The only man who wasn't a preacher or a member of CBC faculty was my father. All the women or girls pictured married Christian Church preachers, except my mother and me. All six grandchildren pictured attended Cincinnati Bible College, as did my mother and my grandmother. Here's a link to the Christmas letter that was sent out with the photo above by R.C. Foster, my grandfather. The last line reads: "As I look at the picture in this letter, each one of my grandchildren seems to be a prospective student in my class-room in the years to come. . . " This letter went out to hundreds of CBC supporters. After her fathers' death in 1970, my mother made it her personal mission to bring R.C.'s prophecy to life.
But for you to understand why I attended Cincinnati Bible College while I was in a very non-Christian frame of mind, I need to share some of my background. This is a family photo of my mother's side of the family taken in 1965. Three of the men in the photo were in the preaching business. Two were also professors at Cincinnati Bible College, which was at that time known as Cincinnati Bible Seminary. The only man who wasn't a preacher or a member of CBC faculty was my father. All the women or girls pictured married Christian Church preachers, except my mother and me. All six grandchildren pictured attended Cincinnati Bible College, as did my mother and my grandmother. Here's a link to the Christmas letter that was sent out with the photo above by R.C. Foster, my grandfather. The last line reads: "As I look at the picture in this letter, each one of my grandchildren seems to be a prospective student in my class-room in the years to come. . . " This letter went out to hundreds of CBC supporters. After her fathers' death in 1970, my mother made it her personal mission to bring R.C.'s prophecy to life.
Ten years later: from the 1975 Nautilus, p. 52. Caption reads: "Second generation students share a common background: their parents are C.B.S. alumni. These students bear witness to the esteem in which their parents hold their alma mater . . . " You will find me on the first row, the short girl wearing a black dress, bearing witness to the esteem, etc. This is the only short dress I owned. I was informed the photographer insisted everyone wear dresses above the knee to keep the look of the photos consistent. Since there was a Dean of Women whose full-time job it was to measure hemlengths and send short-skirted or low-necklined offenders to change their clothes, I found it ironic I was required to change into a shorter dress. Life is stranger than fiction.
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