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several went on to college on their own,” he added.
Dennis was happy on his farm. “I guess I’m just one of those old time mountaineers. They were independent. They built this country... People had time to think back in those days.”
As a reflection of that bygone era, he pointed to the December picture in the Hagerstown Farmers Almanac, a farm family seated around a table heavy with the fruits of their, labor. “In the old days, people had everything but money. Money’s dangerous stuff,” he said, shaking his head. “They made their living by the sweat of their brow, like the Lord said. And when Christmas came, they had hay in the loft, corn in the barn and vegetables in the cellar. The good old country wife had a pantry full of food put up. They had nothing to worry about.
"Now people worry too much about money. And when they get it, they don't know what to do with it. They spend it on hoopla,” Mr. Dennis maintained, waving his arms. “Too much hoopla. That’s what’s wrong today. I used to preach about that when I was still preaching,” he added.
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W. B. Dennis became a preacher when he was 50 years old, the time when most folks are slowing down. “I’d taught the men’s Bible class at Mount Lebanon Baptist Church for a good many years and I finally had this call,” he explained. His ministry focused primarily on home missions and substitute preaching for other pastors.
But he was forced to give up the ministry when his wife’s health deteriorated. Mrs. Dennis developed a heart condition and had to be taken to Culpeper Hospital every three weeks for treatment. The Dennis' home on their family farm in Castleton was off the main road, down a steep lane. “It was a mile out to our mailbox,” Mr. Dennis recalled. “When the weather
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