"Would you like to come with me and have a cup of coffee?"

"Would you like to come with me and have a cup of coffee?"  John E.Stubbs, about

60 some years ago,

 First United Methodist Church St.Clair, Michigan;

Mrs. V. stood up in church and started talking about things that didn't make sense.

My Dad was an usher.  He went to her and ask her if she wanted to go to

fellowship Hall for coffee.   She said,  "Yes."  Dad took her gently by the arm and

took her out for coffee.  Mrs. V. went to the Hospital for a while for a rest.

She and her Husband are very good people.

When Dad died  in 1976 - there was about 1,000 people to his funeral.

He knew about kindness .