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"More than a place, the Shady Dell was and will forever remain a state of mind." - Shady Del Knight

"More than a place, the Shady Dell was and will forever remain a state of mind." - Shady Del Knight

Saturday, June 2, 2018


So when they continued asking him

He lifted up himself and said unto them,

'He that is without sin among you,

let him first cast a stone at her.'

- John 8:7, King James Bible

Rev. Herbert L. Rice,

the pastor of my church when I was a boy,

was born 100 years ago

this week on June 4, 1918,

 two months after the

birth of my mother. 

Pastor Rice died May 31, 1968,

50 years ago this week.

Rev. Rice's untimely death from illness came days
before he would have celebrated his 50th birthday.

To my surprise I found an online excerpt from a 1954
issue of the York newspaper The Gazette and Daily.
I was four years old that spring and got my name
in the paper as a participant in a "beginner"
level Sunday school program over which
Pastor Rice presided. As you will notice,
his daughter Jane (Janie as I called her)
also took part in the program:

June 12, 1954

Children's Day will be observed at Bethany Reformed
church during the 9:30 a.m. Sunday school period
tomorrow. Taking part in the beginners and
nursery departments' portion of the program
will be Judy Schnetzka, Tommie Anderson,
Jonetta Pomraning, Debbie Miller, Tommie
Rudisill, Kathie Burg, Jane Rice,
Stephanie Newcomer,

A former Navy chaplain, Pastor Rice reminded
me of John Ettline. He was "larger than life,"
with a stocky build and a strong, resonant voice.
Every Sunday at the conclusion of the service,
Rev. Rice shook hands with members of the
congregation as we filed out of the church.
He had big, powerful hands and a vice like
grip. Herb Rice didn't just shake your hand.
He crunched it. :) At our annual Sunday
school picnics, "Babe" Rice could smack
a softball from here to kingdom come.

Wanna know what I liked most about
Herbert L. Rice? I admired Rev. Rice
because, unlike some ministers, he was
not aloof. He did not pontificate from an
ivory tower. He was down to earth, a man
of the people, by the people and for the people.
His honest warmth and enthusiasm were infectious.

The message I received from Pastor Rice,
the life lesson I learned, was to treat others
 with tolerance and compassion. Like John
and Helen Ettline, Pastor Rice wasn't afraid
to roll up his sleeves and get his hands dirty.
He didn't shy away from sinners. He moved
toward them and embraced them. He did not
worry about being corrupted by them. It was
just the opposite. Rev. Rice's guiding light
shone upon them and changed their lives.

In February 1955, Pastor Rice delivered a sermon
entitled: "Spiritual Refreshments." On this the 100th
anniversary of his birth and the 50th anniversary of
his death, I wish offer spiritual refreshment of my
own by dedicating a song to him. Rev. Rice was
a cool guy and I think he would appreciate the
message behind "Natural Born Sinner" by my
favorite metal band In This Moment. The song,
which encourages us to choose love over hate
and tolerance over prejudice is, I believe,
in step and in sync with the preaching of
my beloved minister Herbert L. Rice.

I'm so tired of you telling me
How to live and what I should not be
And I'm so tired of you telling me
What to do and what I don't believe

I'm so over you telling me
Why I should hate and only you can see
And I'm so sick of you telling me
That I will burn, I will not be free

I'm not gonna change
So stay out of my way
I don't need you to understand
That I'm already saved

"Natural Born Sinner" - In This Moment
(from Nov. 2014 album Black Widow)

I know you're scared and don't understand
This is my life, this is who I am
What I do know is, come Judgement Day,
I followed love, can you say the same?

Herbert L. Rice was a great man, an inspiration,
and I loved him. Like John and Helen Ettline,
like my dear friend Margaret Schneider, and
like my parents, Walt and "Terry" Anderson,
Rev. Rice was an excellent role model and
a major influence in my life. Thank you,
Pastor Rice. I will remember you always!


  1. Kathleen Mae SchneiderJune 2, 2018 at 4:15 AM

    It sounds like Rev. Rice is a worthy addition to your list of Shady Dell luminaries. Some people aren't with us for a long time but what they lack in years they make up
    for in influence.

    Unlike you, I grew up without church membership. Rather our parents taught my siblings and me via Bible stories and raised us with a strong moral sense.

    My grandmother Allie's brother was the closest I had to a grandfather and pastor, but he joined his love for me with fearsome admonishments that led me to fervently pray that Armageddon wouldn't arrive before my birthday!

    Like my mother and the Ettlines, Rev. Rice went beyond just talk and lived his theology. As my favorite saint, Francis said, "Preach the gospel at all times. If necessary, use words."

    Another quote from my collection seems apropos:

    "All saints have a past. All sinners have a future." - Oscar Wilde

    1. Hi, Kathleen!

      Thank you very much for being the early bird today as I follow your mother's tribute post with this one in honor of my church pastor, the Rev. Herbert L. Rice.

      In my mind I can still hear Pastor Rice's powerful voice as he delivered sermons that were motivational, empowering and uplifting, not filled with fire and brimstone. I also vividly recall his warm, genuine smile as he stood in the church doorway and shook my hand. Looking into his eyes, which twinkled like Helen Ettline's, and feeling the genuine warmth and enthusiasm in his firm handshake, which reminded me of John Ettline, I knew Rev. Rice was the real deal.

      The conclusion that you can draw from this post is quite clear. Fifty years after Herbert Rice's death, with all the history that has unfolded since then, I still remember him and hold him such high regard that I am compelled to share him with the world through this special post. Herbert Rice was part of the solution. Like your mother, Margaret, he left an indelible mark on my life and I will remember him always.

      Thank you again for coming by early and for contributing as you always do to the discussion. I very much appreciate your adroit observations. I wish you a safe and happy weekend, dear friend Kathleen!

  2. Hi Shady,

    First, I love that In This Moment song and it was a fitting tribute. :)

    Rev. Rice sounded like an amazing guy and in my opinion, that is how spiritual leaders should act. I think the most lovable spiritual leaders are down-to-earth and do not shy away from the sinners or common people. I've thought about becoming a spiritual leader and I've been studying some. I might have to add Rev. Rice to the list!

    It's a shame he died so young. Thank you for sharing your memories, dear friend. I hope that you have a great weekend.

    1. Hi, Jessica Marie!

      Thank you very much for coming over so early on a Saturday, dear friend! I noticed that Kathleen Mae Schneider beat you here by only one minute to claim the title of this week's early bird. :)

      I knew the song by In This Moment would resonate with a metal lover like you, and I'm glad you agree that the song fits the occasion. I also totally agree that the greatest spiritual leaders are the ones who get down on street level and mix with common folks, "sinners" included. They don't sit on a throne in an ivory tower issuing edicts and judging those who ask questions. Pastor Herbert Rice spread love and light. He served as a great example and role model for people young and old. Knowing how awake and enlightened you are, I can imagine you becoming a spiritual leader, too, Jessica.

      Yessum, seems the good die young, and Rev. Rice left us too soon. I remember how shaken up I was 50 years ago this week when my mother broke the news of his death to me. It was a bitter loss.

      Thank you again for your kind visit and caring comment, dear friend JM, and enjoy your weekend!

    2. Hi dear friend,

      I started looking into becoming a spiritual leader and some people gave me great ideas. :)

      I've noticed that too and sometimes I wonder why the good die young.

    3. You have a good heart, Jessica Marie. I believe you could be an inspiring leader, spiritual or otherwise. We need to do better!

      Thanks for returning to chat, dear friend JM, and enjoy the rest of your day and week!

  3. It seems to be a week of marking the passing of many we loved - my mother died 42 years ago and my father died 48 years ago. Like your Rev. Rice, far too soon.

    He sounds like a wonderful man, a great pastor, and an excellent example of one who actually lived his faith and beliefs.... something all of us who who profess to be Christ-followers should do.

    1. Hi, Kelly!

      It was kind of you to get up early on a Saturday and swing over to see my latest tribute, dear friend. Thank you very much!

      I appreciate you sharing that you are marking sad anniversaries in your own life this week. I don't know your exact age, but estimating it and doing the math enables me to determine that you did indeed lose both parents much too soon. That must have been very rough on you, dear friend, and I am sorry to learn of it. I almost missed this double anniversary of Rev. Herbert Rice's birth and death. It was only recently that I got the idea to do a post about him and when I checked his birth and death dates it dawned on me that this was the perfect time to run the post.

      Yessum, Pastor Rice walked his talk, mixed with the people, built rapport and played softball with the kids at the annual Sunday school picnic. He was one of the guys and for that reason as much as any other we took his teachings to heart.

      Thank you again for being such a great friend, Kelly. Enjoy your weekend!

  4. He had a big impact on your life. He might have left this earth early, but he impacted a lot of people before that. He was right to move toward the sinners. Jesus always hung out with them. They needed him the most.

    1. Hi, Alex!

      Thanks so much for dropping by, good buddy. I appreciate your visit on a weekend as I publish a time sensitive tribute to mark both the birth and death dates of another great figure in my life, Rev. Herb Rice.

      You expressed it better than I, Alex. Why preach to the choir when you should be out there in the neighborhoods helping those who need it most? In doing so, Pastor Rice was following Jesus' example.

      Thanks again for your kind visit and comment, good buddy Alex!

  5. Am sure as hell a sinner, friend Timmie Anderson ... smiles ... have known a very similar pastor ... soft hearted and never ending assistance ... Technically I never ended up a believer ... but practically I am ... as helped about 20 earth worms across the street into some grass on my way back from work 2day ... Love, cat. PS: The video you posted did not wanna play for me, but I looked it up ... and is awesome, your awesomeness ... c.

    1. Hi, cat!

      Thanks a lot for coming down on your Saturday, dear friend. I am very happy to see you!

      First of all, dearie, my name is Tom, not Tim. :) However I'm glad you brought up the spelling of my name in that old 1954 newspaper article. I don't know how my name got spelled "Tommie," same as the spelling of the other Tom in the article - Tommie Rudisill. When I was a boy my mother always called me Tommy but she spelled it that - "Tommy" with a "Y" - when writing captions on family photos.

      I am happy to know that you are the type of person who would help worms cross the street. I am too! There have been several occasions in recent years when I have stopped the car or turned around and doubled back to save a turtle stranded in the middle of a busy highway. It feels good to get a critter to safety and help it on its way, doesn't it?

      I am sorry you needed to go off my site to listen to that ITM song. It was nice of you to persist. I agree it is a super song and I am happy to have it stuck in my head and playing on repeat.

      I know all about awesomeness because you, dearie, are an awesome friend. Thank you again for coming to see me on a Saturday. I hope your weekend is off to a great start and will only get better. Thanks again, cat!

    2. Correction: Tommie ... but never ever Timmie ... tsk tsk tsk ... smiles ... Please forgive me, Mr Shady ... Love, cat.

    3. Tommy ... there we go ... smiles ... Love, cat.

    4. Now you got it right, dear friend, and remember, it's Shady with a "Y" too -
      not "Shadie." :)


  6. I may not be religious but I can still appreciate the positive effect this man had on your life.

    I can also appreciate the John passage. Jesus at his best, I dare say.

    1. Hi, Kirk!

      Thanks for coming over, good buddy. I appreciate the weekend visit!

      Although I no longer support "organized religion," I am thankful that I received religious training from a man like Herbert Rice. He reached out to people, all kinds of people. His idea of the church was a family of inclusion, not exclusion. I believe Pastor Rice would be an outspoken critic of modern leaders, spiritual and otherwise, that use fear to drive a wedge between segments of society.

      I'm delighted to know you appreciated the post, good buddy Kirk. Thanks again for coming and enjoy the rest of your weekend!

  7. How gracious of you to post such a loving tribute to your pastor. Shady. Gosh, he had to be a wonderful man, giving so much of himself to leave a warm and lasting impression on you and other young people.

    The priests at my church were kind, and, we knew them from attending catechism classes every week of our school lives. However, I never felt the warmth that you describe from our priests. It was a strict time then, but, I don't think it's quite so strict now.

    I do know the warmth and admiration you feel though. We've had that experience with Scootie's 3rd grade teacher. This lady has an endless supply of love and happiness to share with all! Instead of the usual award assembly that is held in the school cafeteria with the other classes, she opted to organize her own awards program and invited parents and families into her classroom. It was amazing, and there were plenty of hugs and tears afterwards. Sadly, she is leaving this school to pursue another career, but, will always have a place in our hearts.

    I haven't heard your featured song before, but if you say this is your favorite metal band, I'll go along. I did read the verses and I like the story line.

    Shady, I am sorry Reverend Rice wasn't able to stay longer and see you grow up. He must have been needed elsewhere. And, he would love your memories of him and his fellowship to the parish.

    Thank you for this loving tribute, Shady! I did wonder about the newspaper article. Did some folks call you Tommie when you were a boy? Have a great weekend, dear friend! ♫

    1. Hi, Suzanne!

      Thank you very much for coming, dear friend! I'm so glad you were able to check out another special time sensitive Saturday post before you leave town to visit your mother. I know you must be getting eager to see her!

      I admit that it was wonderful to receive religious training and guidance from a minister who didn't preach fire and brimstone from the pulpit. While it is true that Pastor Rice had a loud, booming voice and became animated while delivering a sermon, he did so because he was passionate about the theme - determined to get the message across to the congregation because he loved us and cared about our spiritual growth. Real enthusiasm and genuine warmth radiated from the man.

      I think it's great that Scootie's third grade teacher took it upon herself to conduct an awards program. There are too many people who do only the bare minimum to get by. It will be a great loss to the school if and when she leaves.

      Yessum, Rev. Rice joins the list of good people who died too soon. When I examined the gravestone in the picture I realized that pastor Rice was born only two months after my mother and that his wife, Rae, was also born that same year and died less than a month before my mother! All three departed this world prematurely.

      My mother called me Tommy and spelled it that way when she wrote captions on pictures for our family albums. I don't know how the spelling got changed to "Tommie" in that newspaper clipping. It still amazes me that I was able to find online an article published when I was only four years old!

      Thank you again for coming by and helping me celebrate another life that helped shape mine. I wish you a safe and happy weekend and, if I don't hear from you before then, a safe journey up north. God bless, Suzanne!

  8. Such a wonderful post today !
    This is what I think is missing in much of today life. What you have posted.
    People are so insular today and think only of themselves.
    They then have for whatever reason have more self absorbed children who grow up dispising anything but what they want. We, they us need to have more in our lives than greed.
    You were very lucky as many of us were to have loving and nurturing parents with family, neighbors or church family to help us understand who we should be.
    Today, at lest where I live, it is all about children for money and free services. That is not the way to live or raise your children or even live your life.
    I do not follow any religion but many parts of several and the ability to realize we all need to be mindful of others.
    You have lived such a wonderful life so far. Great post.

    cheers, parsnip
    I no longer can write well or put my thoughts down on paper anymore. I hope I made some sense ?

    1. Hi, Gayle!

      Thank you very much for coming to see my special Saturday tribute, dear friend! I beg to differ, Gayle. I think you expressed yourself beautifully here and I deeply appreciate what you shared!

      You are so right. I feel lucky to have been born in the mid 20th century and to have had many excellent role models including my parents, John and Helen Ettline and Pastor Rice. I would also like to mention a few of the great role models found on television in the 50s, one of them being Jimmy Dodd, host of The Mickey Mouse Club. Jimmy was the opposite of cool but I loved and respected him. He is another good person who died too soon - of cancer - at the age of 54. Then there were guys like William Boyd who played Western hero Hopalong Cassidy, Clayton Moore - the Lone Ranger - and so many others - men and women who conducted themselves with dignity and urged us to live clean and do right. It's a different world now, jarringly different, so different that older folks no longer see much that even looks familiar. Is it any wonder I chose to host a nostalgia blog? The future is where we're headed, but I find great comfort in the past and in the teachings of great people like Pastor Herbert Rice. I looked everywhere for a picture of him and, to my regret, couldn't find one. To give you a hint, Rev. Rice somewhat resembled Robert De Niro, if you can picture him.

      Once again I thank you, Gayle, for making time for a visit and for expressing yourself so eloquently. I hope you and Winston are in the middle of a wonderful weekend. Take care, dear friend, and I'll see you soon!

  9. Tom, such a heartfelt post. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be remembered so lovingly? I suspect your dear pastor didn't realize what an influence he had on you and probably many more kids in the congregation. In this day and age it's hard to even express your feelings for others and not be afraid of being accused of inappropriate behavior or attitudes. You were very lucky to have great role models that shaped your life. I have a saying over my desk that goes like this: "Some people come into our lives and quietly go...Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts and we are never the same." I'm grateful for those in my own life that have left footprints and I know you are too from the lovely tributes you give them. But what's even better is you share them here with us. I feel I've almost known the Ettlines and dear Margaret without having met them. Their stories have influenced me to be kinder and more helpful to kids (like John and Helen) and to have more spunk in my life as I'm getting older (like Margaret). Thanks again for a great post and I hope all is good down south with you and Mrs. Shady! Have a good rest of this weekend!

    1. Hi, YaYa!

      I am very happy to see you, dear friend, and very grateful that you took time to compose such a wonderful comment. I will make sure Kathleen sees it because this is what she and I live for, moments like this, when there is tangible proof that the stories we share have inspired someone and enriched that person's life. It makes my day, week, month and year to know that you have come to think of the Ettlines and Margaret Schneider as old friends and that they now serve as role models for you as they were for me. I am also overjoyed that you welcomed the chance to learn about Pastor Herbert L. Rice and the profound influence he had on my young life.

      Imagine what it was like for me that turbulent year, 1968, when three of my heroes died within the span of two months - Martin Luther King on April 4, Rev. Rice on May 31, and Bobby Kennedy June 6. My family and I were practically overwhelmed with grief that year.

      Here are a few quotes by Dr. King that might just as easily have come from the mind, heart and lips of Pastor Rice as he delivered his Sunday sermons:

      “An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.”

      “Man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.”

      “We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.”

      “If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”

      “Everybody can be great … because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.”

      YaYa, I can't thank you enough for what you expressed here. These are the things that make blogging great - teaching and learning, sharing and caring - and always always ALWAYS coming from unconditional love.

      Thank you again, kind friend. Enjoy your Sunday and the week ahead!

  10. Tom,

    John 8:7 is a verse we should all apply to our lives. None of us have the right to condemn another for their sins when we have our own, only Jesus could do that and yet He so compassion. Rev. Rice sounded like a good man. Your mentioning how he'd shake hands with everyone in the congregation at the end of the service reminded me how our pastor back home used to do each Sunday. When we moved to Knoxville and found a home church, the pastor of that rather large church did the same. I miss those small, cozy churches from yesteryear. What a sweet tribute to a man who meant a lot to you! Thanks for sharing this with us, my friend an have a good week!

    1. Hi, Cathy!

      Thank you very much for coming over today, dear friend. I am very happy to see you!

      Today, June 4, marks the exact date of Rev. Herbert Rice's birth 100 years ago. How I wish he would have lived longer, because he had many gifts to share with the world. Pastor Rice was indeed a good man. He left an indelible mark on my life and I will remember him always.

      I have vivid memories of our old church, Bethany Reformed, located in a building that had no air conditioning. Fans were available on the back of every pew, and I remember everybody in the congregation, old and young, fanning themselves during Pastor Rice's sermons on hot summer mornings. We became the United Church of Christ sometime in the late 50s or early 60s, and moved to a newly constructed building with air conditioning. That was nice, but my fondest memories remain back at that old church a few blocks away during my earliest years when I attended Sunday school, sang in the children's choir, performed skits at Easter and Christmas and attended Sunday school picnics at White Oaks Park, later to become "The Oaks," a venue where live bands performed for huge teenage audiences.

      Thank you again for coming to meet Rev. Rice and for reminiscing with me this morning, dear friend Cathy. Have a wonderful week ahead!

    2. Tom,

      Your recollections of the church congregation fanning themselves reminded me of my youth. My parents usually attended church on Saturday evenings which we kids never cared about especially during the summer because we'd rather be outdoors playing. My parents would let us stay outside until it got dark before joining them inside. The church they went to seemed to last forever and it wasn't uncommon for the services to extended well into the late hour with all the singing then followed by three old-time preachers who weren't in any hurry to do the Lord's work. :) Thanks for sparking those distant but warm memories.

    3. Hi again, dear Cathy!

      I remember sitting through some long and boring sermons in my life, but they were not delivered by Rev. Rice. When Pastor Rice went on vacation, a guest pastor came to our church to administer the service. Pastor Rice was a tough act to follow. In the middle of long-winded sermons delivered by guest ministers, older members of the congregation snoozed while us kids squirmed impatiently in the pews. :)

      Thanks for returning to continue our chat, dear friend Cathy, and enjoy the rest of your week!

  11. Good Morning “Tommie” Anderson! That’s so cute, Tommie. How long were you called Tommie?
    Rev. Rice sounds like a wonderful man with a kind soul and compassionate spirit. How wonderful that he is still remembered so fondly after all there years.
    Your recollections made me think of my old pastor, Karl Brenner. He was a young pastor, very cool and very hip. He took great interest in all the members of his congregation. Every Saturday morning my mom used to take me to see Pastor Brenner for my weekly confirmation classes. I remember using the big Children’s Bible (I can still see the cover in my mind) and he was so patient as he’d tell me to turn to a specific book (Corinthians, John, Luke, etc) as I’d struggle to locate it, making it very apparent that I hadn’t studied the lesson. Many times we got off topic and he’d share really neat things with me (like how to root an avocado pit (!) but he’d always bring it back around to making a point about the specific lesson of the day.
    Pastor Brenner was hip and cool. I remember fondly the day he picked me up in his noisy tan Volkswagen bus (the Type 2 van) and we cruised around picking up other youth group members to take us all to see a production of Godspell. If I’m remembering correctly I think we even had front-row seats! Pastor Karl Brenner was just the coolest! I tried finding him several years ago but to no avail. I’d love to connect with him again, if he’s still around...

    Glad to know you had a wonderful role model too. Rev. Rice obviously holds a special place in your heart. Thanks for sharing him with us!

    Here’s a little music for you. Hopefully you like this song. “Day by Day” is my favorite Godspell song.

    Have a great week,

    Michele at Angels Bark

    1. Hi, Michele!

      I am very happy to see you, dear friend! Thank you for dropping by on a doubly significant week as I observe the anniversaries of both the birth and the unfortunate death of my role model and church pastor Herbert L. Rice.

      My mother called me "Tommy" throughout my boyhood, but I don't know how it got spelled with an "ie" in that newspaper article because she always spelled it with a "y."

      Thank you so much for sharing stories about your own church pastor, Karl Brenner. He does indeed sound like a cool guy. Like Herb Rice, Karl Brenner was a man of the cloth who could relate to people old and young and gave them individual attention, not only on Sunday but other days of the week. (John Ettline now comes to mind.)
      Clergymen like the ones we were lucky enough to have had in our youth are the kind about which books are written and upon which movies and TV series are produced.

      When Rev. Rice died in 1968 he was replaced by another minister that had occasionally delivered guest sermons at our church. He was a nice man, a good preacher, but lacked the fiery passion and charisma that radiated from Pastor Rice. It just wasn't the same.

      Yessum, I do like the song "Day By Day" and remember it well along with the musical Godspell and the film version which starred Victor Garber as Jesus. I now watch Garber every week in the role of Dr. Stein on Legends Of Tomorrow and The Flash.

      Thank you again for being here for this important post and for your jumbo comment, dear friend Michele. I hope all is well with you, with your mother and with your fur babies. Enjoy the rest of your week!

  12. Pastor Rice sounded like a great man. I like that he promoted tolerance and compassion. 50 is too young to die. That's just a few years older than me! Thank you for this lovely tribute to him.

    1. Hi, Sherry!

      Thank you very much for coming to see my tribute to an influential figure in my life, the pastor of my church when I was a boy, the Rev. Herbert L. Rice. He was born 100 years ago this week and died 50 years ago this week.

      It makes me very sad when a great person dies young, and such was the case with Pastor Rice. He took ill and died before reaching age 50, ironic, because he was a symbol of strength and vigor.

      Thank you again for taking a look at my tribute, dear friend Sherry, and enjoy the rest of your week!

  13. It's so important to have good role models in our lives. Sounds like you had a lot of them, including Pastor Rice. Thanks for sharing. :)

    1. Hi, Jess!

      Welcome to Shady Dell Music & Memories! I am excited to have one of the authors of the DMS book series drop by for a visit.

      I agree, Jessica. I was lucky to be at the right place at the right time, and had the benefit of being exposed to quite a few great role models including Pastor Rice, John and Helen Ettline and a few teachers I could mention.

      Thank you again for coming over, dear Jess. I invite you to join me again soon. Until then take care and best of luck with your new book!

  14. Hi Shady!
    A wonderful tribute to (clearly) a great man; to be held by you in such reverence. Angels really do walk among us, though largely undetected. I’m glad to know you were among the fortunate few to have been enlightened by his powerful, albeit brief, presence on this earth. I’m quite sure he would appreciate this heartfelt acknowledgement. Thank you, my friend, for bringing to mind a song I haven’t thought of in far too long:

    1. Fight the good fight every moment
      Every minute every day
      Fight the good fight every moment
      It's your only way

      Hi, diedre!

      I am delighted to see you, dear friend! Thank you very much for joining me this week as I mark two important anniversaries, the birth and the death of a great man, my pastor, Rev Herbert L. Rice of Bethany Church.

      You're right, diedre. Pastor Rice's time here on earth was much too brief, but his impact on my life and the lives of other members of the congregation was profound. All these years I never forgot him and, for as many years as I continue to live, I will fondly remember him.

      Thank you again for being here and for sharing that empowering song with me. Enjoy the rest of your week, dear friend diedre!

  15. A pastor who walks among his congregation, listening and interacting with them has the calling. How fortunate that you were in that congregation and had his inspiration.

    I'm making my way around to my favorite blogs today, and it feels quite good to read the posts again. I've missed them.

    1. Hi, Cheryl-Lee!

      Welcome back, dear friend! You returned at the ideal time as I pay tribute to a very special man, a man I looked up to and learned from, a man who helped guide and shape me, Pastor Herbert L. Rice. Oh how I miss him. The world today could use a man like him. In so many ways I was fortunate to be at the right place at the right time, a boy growing up in York, PA, in the mid 20th century.

      It feels good to have you back on the blog circuit, dear friend. I hope your broken heart is on the mend. Give it time and remember you have many friends rooting for you, myself included. Take care, Cheryl-Lee. I hope to connect with you again soon!

  16. This was posted on my birthday and I find it, somehow, comforting to read this now knowing this was posted on Saturday. I am not a religious person per se but there are some priests, Ministers, etc... that can leave a positive impression and he did with you. He died way too young but still left an indelible mark and I am glad you felt so much for this man and what he taught you. Unfortunately i could not listen to the song here.

    1. Hi, Birgit!

      I keep forgetting to check back to older posts to look for comments after you come calling. I'm glad I found your remarks on this one. Thank you, dear friend, for reading my tribute to my childhood minister Herbert Rice, and once again happy birthday to you!


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