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It was in the late 1920’s, when we were kids, and someone knocked at the door. All three of us stopped what we were doing and raced to the door to say hello, and probably even asked them to come in. This was before our mother even had time to take off her kitchen apron and brush back her hair a little bit. I’d say I was probably seven, brother Dale was five, and sister Jane was three. Usually the only ones that ever knocked on our back door was the Avon lady or the Jewel-T man or possibly a hobo going through town wanting something to eat. &nbsp;&nbsp;<ahref=""><spanstyl... 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">To view more, please log in or subscribe to the digital edition.</span></a></p>


    In last week’s Focus, I wrote about two doors listed in the Scriptures. One door was an open door which God gives as an invitation to hope and our calling, an open door which no one can shut.