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 ello, Mr. Serns!”
I turned to see the smiling face of Diana Aparicio, one of the young people who had graduated from our academy in Wenatchee, Washington, when I pastored there.
“Well hi, Diana. I haven’t seen you in a long time. How are you doing?” I asked as I held my tray in the cafeteria at Walla Walla University.
“I’ll graduate in March with a degree in International Business.”
“Wow! I’m sure proud of you,” I said. “What do you plan to do after you »
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