ANDY’S WHEAT JEANS, A GIRL, AND JOHNSON GRASS

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The little rural church always held its annual summer Bible School for kids. Each mid-morning, loud and boisterous honyocks were let outside for a few minutes for snacks and exercise. Balls were tossed around, and various games played until their exhausted teachers half-heartedly called them back inside.

That fateful morning, a young Andy Bow…