The Pleasures of Reading

When London Wingo, with his wife Kathie, "a tiny, merry rain-drop of a girl", left the Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary to take up his church in Linden, Missouri, he was proud, and full of high hopes for the future. "This was the beginning of the search, the first journey of the quest. That wasn't a greasy engine. It was a white horse with gold trimmings. And those weren't cold rails. . ." they were "the broad highway to out yonder where truth and spiritual peace, imprisoned by Beelzebub, were waiting to be freed by God's chosen knight. He wasn't going to a grubby little town in Missouri. He had an appointment in Zion, a rendezvous with truth on a mountain top."