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    I was raised in a non-Christian home.  My parents did not believe in influencing us toward or against God.  My mother used to tell me, “Marjie, I have no right to influence your religious beliefs.”  She and my dad did take us to church for a couple of years so that we could decide what we wanted to believe.  I was about nine or ten years old.  We didn’t go…

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    The military transferred our family to Valdosta, Georgia in January, 1982.  Our son, Toby, was 21 months old and I was five months pregnant with our daughter.  At that time, we bought a double-wide mobile home trailer and rented a space in a trailer park.  That Christmas, we moved our trailer onto a piece of property that we had purchased.  The land was undeveloped, so we cut down trees, cleared…