Ank Staunaker's Model A
That is me in the foreground. I call the fence
post on which I am standing my first pulpit. The best I recollect, one
of my relatives from Eastern Maryland was visiting and he bribed me in
order to get me to stand on the post. I guess he thought I looked cute;
barefooted West Virginia hillbilly with bibbed overalls standing on a fence
post. If I look scared it is because I am. I had acrophobia all my life
until the need to paint the church house roof took my fear away.