Preachers’ Kids

There is no separate peace for the children of educated Mennonite parents, trying to get their bearings beginning in 1968 in a private boarding school, the boys all marrying out, and all divorced before the 21st century; the girls all marrying in and still married, always exceptions proving the rule.


Dear Max Ferguson, My name is Victor Enns. I am a grade 12 student in the Mennonite Collegiate Institute, the oldest coeducational boarding school in Canada. The school has several other distinctions, and is renowned for its music program. I have enclosed two records of our choral singing that were made in the last two

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You want it darker?

Saturday, October 27, 2018 I was wound up Friday, happy to share soup with my friends, my cousin Anneli and her husband Addy. It was a pleasant visit though stories of preachers’ kids and missionary kids were exchanged. The harshness of parents choosing the work of the Lord and neglecting their own children. Of the

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My New Left Foot

Walking Here I am showing off for my daughter and her phone camera. This is as good as it gets, until tomorrow, day after tomorrow, day after that as I become more accustomed to my new leg and new left foot. There are no fancy $10,000 mechanics and electronics, and it’s heavy, considering that part

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