Lucy and I enjoying each others company while I visited
a friends home.
was my family in 1955. I grew up in a family.
Solid foundational relationships. Many families
today do not look like this.
As a Pastor I knew that my wife was the only person that
I was to love and respect as my soul mate.
As we grew older, we remained lovers even unto the end.
We never called each other out of their names.
That is me in 1986 receiving a BA in Philosophy.
Happy days in the life of Pastor John.
That is me on the right. My light weight natural,
before the white hair days.
Lucy was the greatest cook in the world. This was
typical Thanksgiving day in the Coleman home. How
did the outcome look?
I am not bragging or anything, just sharing with you a
little bit about the man that preaches a strong message.
Marc Ramsey spanned the picture on this day.
A glass of punch for a friend as Lucy enjoys the moment.
Lucy cleans the kitchen after turkey day. Note the
turkey pan behind Marc? I snapped the picture.
I just loved Fremont High School in the heart of Los
Angeles in the "60s" See me in the first row next
to the pretty girl. We were a part of the Winter
class of 62.
Most of the old buildings are no longer there; the
earthquake of 71' damaged them so bad that they
had to be torn down. This was a mid day assembly
with the chorus singing atop the connectors of the
science building to the main admin building. The
school was mostly African American, and never, ever the
thought of guns on the campus. That was the day my
This is our famous school fountain at Fremont. I
think it is yet standing. This is in the middle of
the quad area that was just as scenic as any college
campus in America. I loved going to school, even
though I was so alone most of the time.
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