I was born in a God-loving and God-fearing family. My parents did not send me to Sunday School and preaching ; they took me. They did so on Sunday nights as well as Sunday mornings. Revivals also. It was in one of the revivals on a cold outside, but warm inside, Sunday Nights with an Evangelist by the name of Roland Verico that I, an eleven year old boy, knew that I needed a Savior.  I knew the difference between Heaven and Hell, and I did not not want any part of Hell. So, I went to the altar during the altar call and gave my life to Jesus Christ. I was blessed before then, but oh, how much more have I been blessed since then. God continues to bless even a 71 year old!