Chuck Hamilton was the first person that came in my barracks to ask (on a Saturday) if anyone wanted to attend church (Sunday).
I learned later that Chuck thought that I got up from my bed and was gonna hit him (for asking). 😄
I watched Chuck teach himself to read from a King James Bible. Lonnie and I would go to bed (in the Navy barracks) and wake up to Chuck studying all through the night.
Years later, Chuck got into some sort of car accident. Sylvia said that Chuck lost his memory and was embarrassed about it, and didn't even get on the phone. [He FORGOT about me! 🥺]
The bottom line is Chuck is the first person that ever invited me to church to hear the gospel preached.
He is mentioned in my testimony...