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M/M Gerald R. BaleyCharleston Square Gardens

1660 W. Palm Lane #28

Anaheim, California 92802(714) 776-0632

MA Y1986

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Last March (1985) we had completed a long tour—camehome and flew to San Antonio. Upon our returning again,we had a phone call at 11:20 a.m. on our answering machinefrom Doris Walker, just 20 minutes before we got home!She said she and her husband were coming through townthe next day and would like to stop, meet us, and hear Timplay. Since they were traveling, they would call us thatevening as we could not reach her. We were surprised afternever hearing from them. The next day they came, and wehad a wonderful visit. We learned a packet of material hadbeen sent to us—but we never got it! They could not understand why they had not heard from us either. It was amazingto us to learn that Doris's husband, Eldon, had the flu, andthey were detained one day. Had that not happened, theywould have been through El Paso a day before we got home.A nice visit and time of sharing led us to say, "We'll comeby the university when we come to Anaheim in July (1985)."

^ That we did. Tim met all the kids and played with the group\ called the "Hi Hopes." They are 9 young people, all near

Tim's age, who sing and play many instruments, giving con-running through certs throughout CaHfornia and the United States. It was)ng, "California like putting a glove on a hand the way they played with Timted From." and he with them, as well as love at first sight as the young1 very, very sick people love everybody and that is very contagious. Jerry andifornia (assuming I could see and sense the compatibility of Tim and the group;)uld die. Though we could see endless possibilities of working with Hope, butfor guidance and chose to put it out of our minds. It would mean a move1 up and moved. to California that we did not want!! Unless Tim mentioneded to lead us and it. It would be forgotten. Shortly Tim asked when we would1 not understand be going to California. We explained the complexity of itHe said, "Go!" all and talked at great length. Nothing would change his

bvent, new doors mind. His stock answer, "I'll pray about it ALL!", left mesh. Many of you with little doubt we'd be moving. We were not even anxious

to go to California, but the situation needed our attention—af the past 6 years. yes or a no—so that Tim would be relieved of this concern,ehalf of the men- So we planned to go—allow him time to play with the Hithe U.S., as well Hopes—and to evaluate our possibilities.I, We have stood Another great factor was that a teacher was needed form's and our lives, Tim. We will, of course, continue to go to Red Camp ase never felt more his health allows, but a concentrated study would be sohas done for us. helpful. We have never been able to have this with Red, you have shared because of distance. Our prayers were continuous as ourreat problem has minds felt the anxiety of all this. So we finally decided tomore people"— go to CaHfornia. When we submitted, the Lord began to

show us HIS gentle leading! First, a call from Frank Scott,/ere put in touch pianist and arranger on the Lawrence Welk show for 13 yearsCollege (for the and currently Norma Zimmer's accompanist, responded, California. We saying, "I'd love to see if I can teach Tim." When he called,: to California in our travel plans had been made, and our date of departurewere in Califor- was set for March 28. We had scheduled a concert for Easterthought possibly Sunday at the First Christian Church in Yucca Valley,1st years of travel California. We had no idea Frank would see us on the day

after Easter in his home in Palm Desert, California, which

Almost as if it were a broken record, running throughour minds these past weeks has been the song, "CaliforniaHere I Come - Right Back Where I Started From."

In 1956 we were a young couple with a very, very sickbaby. Doctors told us to leave southern California (assumingthe problem was climatic), or our baby would die. Thoughfrightened, we obeyed and asked our Lord for guidance andstrength. Following His leading we packed up and moved.

Over these past 33 years He has continued to lead us andused us in His way. Many times we could not understandWHY, but without a doubt we knew when He said, "Go!"We have been so blessed. Wherever we went, new doorsopened and new friends were ours to cherish. Many of youknow those years very well.

You are, in all probability, most aware of the past 6 years.We have felt His presence as our work on behalf of the mentally disabled has taken us into most of the U.S., as wellas Austria, Poland, Germany and Mexico. We have stoodin awe at many marvelous happenings in Tim's and our lives,and now, at this point in our lives, we have never felt moreneeded in serving and sharing what God has done for us.

As you've traveled in an armchair setting, you have sharedour joys and times of lesser joy! The one great problem hasbeen trying to broaden our goals—"Reach more people"—serve in an even greater way...

When we began to travel in 1980, we were put in touchwith Hope University—Unico National College (for thegifted mentally handicapped) in Anaheim, California. Wewrote hoping to make contact as we went to California in1980. We heard nothing. Later, when we were in California, we did not try to contact them as we thought possiblythe school no longer existed. We had the past years of traveland services to build our work upon...

is just a short drive from Yucca Valley. This had to bearranged by our Lord, we knew! Frank was truly an answerto our prayers. After visiting and a good session, we wenton down to Anaheim to Hope University. Everyone wasanxiously awaiting our arrival, and we were as eager to seeall of them.

We sought out a CHEAP place to "hang our hat" whilewe would be there. No such thing! A former college roommate and quartet buddy of Jerry's and his wife asked usto house-sit over a weekend. We went, but they would notlet us leave upon their return. What a blessing not to haveto worry about the high cost of housing while there, andhow we enjoyed the Christian love and hospitality of G. B.and Lou Gordon! We can't thank them enough, but Godknows how grateful we are and will repay them.

We became excited as, through the month of April, wewere totally involved with the university and with the HiHopes in concerts. It seemed apparent we had no decisionto make except W H E N we would move to California.We shuddered and at times doubted we should take this

monumental step as we searched for an apartment withinwalking distance of the new campus of the school (on Euclidbetween Ball and Kateila). Southern California's cost ofliving is terribly expensive and rent extremely high, especiallyaround Disneyland. It looked impossible to us. Our consistent and earnest prayers were, "Lord, guide us to the rightplace. DON'T LET US MAKE A MISTAKE! We need yourdirection." On May 1 we had to decide from ALL thosewe had seen. We had picked 3, and we were going to takeTim to see them and then choose. All were more than we

wanted to pay.Tim has been playing for the ^'Greater Anaheim Kiwanis

Club." They meet Thursday at 7:30 a.m. for breakfast. Wehad planned to go see the apartments after that. I went alongand ate breakfast, and I decided to scour again the "Apartments for Rent" section of the newspaper. Boldly, it jumpedout at me! One precisely in the area we had contacted everyapartment to see if they anticipated any vacancies. I couldnot remember the apartment unit numbers but felt sure wecouldn't have missed it. When Jerry and Tim came, I toldthem, and we rushed over to see. It was the choice complexof all Jerry and I had looked at, but the lady had said allshe had was one bedroom. We did not leave our names.When she came to the door, she said, "Oh, you came back.I didn't know if you would see the paper or if you had foundanything!" End result—the apartment was the least expensive, had most of our needs, and the managers are so kind.After we looked at it, we did not say, "We'll take it," butrather, "We'll let you know." As we were on our way toshow Tim the other apartments (up the street a couple ofblocks), I said to Jerry, "Honey, we prayed for the Lordto direct us to the right apartment. I think He just did!""I do, too!", he said, and at that he made a U-turn, andwe went back and took it! The manager gave us the phonenumbers to call for utility turn-ons, and within 30 minuteswe had them all arranged for turn-on May 23, and we evengot our telephone number. What a joy to have all this doneso speedily and easily.

Our plans are for Eldon Walker, the university director'shusband, to fly to El Paso May 22. We'll load a Ryder truckMay 23, and he'll leave May 24, driving it to Anaheim. Wewill leave then also with a possible stop in Phoenix for a

concert. Then on to Anaheim on Monday, (Memorial Day)May 26 and 27 where we will be "home" in California.

It has been an awesome decision for us to make. We loveEl Paso and had no thought to ever leave, but when we couldsee the opportunity for Tim to be with the Hi Hopes, allwith the same interests and goals of music and enjoy thecompanionship, that alone should have motivated us butit took the teacher for Tim, plus the opportunity to set upand direct a Religious Music Department within the university, and also to encourage and help other parents who havenot found strength in the Lord, we knew we would be remissand selfish to say, "Sorry, Lord, 1 know I can serve in aneven greater way, BUT I just don't want to make the effortor move!" All of our hesitations and fears were erased with

Tim's famous, "The Lord will take care of it. We'll justpray!" Instead of slowing down, we'll be busier than ever—just sort of shifting gears and broadening our horizons!

We have one ultimate need which is totally in the Lord'shands as He works through you and others of His people.Our mission support must continue as the university is anon-profit organization and pays only the salary of thedirector, music therapist, and voice teacher. All other helpis volunteer. The Hi Hopes are given $65.00 per month forexpenses, but monies from concerts and donations go tooperate the school and train the students, of which thereare about 40. The Unico Organization (a service club similarto Kiwanis Clubs, etc.) has underwritten the cost of a newcampus, over and above the large donation of propertywhich was traded for a lovely church. They begin takingpossession of this in July and will have full possession inthree years. It has most adequate facilities, including a largeeducational complex. Room is available for a much neededresidential center to be built, which will be forthcoming inthree to five years. Unico will pay the balance on the property and remodel as needed. It is pure ecstasy to see thisnational organization unite and use the university as theircharity. There is NO fine arts college in the U.S. for theexceptionally gifted—mentally handicapped. Yet there aremany, many exceptionally gifted people that God will useto His glory IF we will work with and encourage them. Weknow where Tim would be if we hadn't worked extensivelywith him. It has been a dream for us to be used in such a

way—our ONLY reservation was moving.

Red and Alvis Camp with Henrietta Newbury, CorpusChrist! Benefit Concert Chairlady

I think about Matt. 11:28, "Come to me, all who areweary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest." In thesedays ahead we'll lean on Him for rest, never forgetting fora moment Matt. 19:26, "And looking upon them Jesus saidto them, 'With men this is impossible, but with God all thingsare possible.'" All we can say is, "Thy will be done." Asour envelope says, "U R The Key to Our Success!" Yourgift to assist in relocating and for our continued support,prayerfully and financially, will be gratefully appreciated,and we thank our God for each and everyone of you.

Mayor Luther Jones presenting Tim with a key to the city

Back in time now to the benefit concert in Corpus Christi,March 21. We were overwhelmed with the love and kind

ness of the chairlady, Henrietta Newbury, and all the committees and workers. The promotion was excellent, and theplanned week of activities, interviews, etc. before the concert built to an electrifying event.

We were all concerned whether or not Red would feel able

to go. Not only were he and Alvis able to be in the frontrow cheering Tim on, but he also gave Tim two lesson sessions, and there would have been more had we not restrainedhim. The mayor of Corpus Christi presented Tim with aKey to the City after which Tim said to David, the Masterof Ceremonies, "I have a letter for Red." "Would you likeme to read it, Tim?" and, of course, he answered, "Yes,please!" Written so lovingly and personally and keeping thesurprise, David said, "Tim, would you tell the audience whosent the letter." With every ounce of energy, joy andexcitement, Tim shouted, "President Ronald Reagan!"

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Cheers swelled, tears flowed, embraces were showered uponRed. Had there not been a call for intermission, it wouldhave been necessary to do so. The audience couldn't containitself! Red revealed his shock and appreciation through hishumble spirit and loving smile.

The joy of giving benefit concerts for the handicappedhas been one our greatest ways to meet, contact and helpothers. We plan to continue to do this as we are asked. Itcan easily be worked into our schedule if they are bookedfar enough ahead. Finally, the mail we took to Red was soappreciated, and your response was certainly gratifying! Hesaid it sure did lift his spirits. If you didn't write and stillwant to, we'll be happy to send a letter on to him.

Well, dear ones, may our Lord enfold and uphold you.Be assured you are in our prayers, and we covet yours. Knowthat this is written with gratefulness and love. To say "ILove You, El Paso," Tim's final concert will be May 18,3:00 p.m., at the Northgate Christian Church, 5400 YvetteAvenue, near the old Gibson store, in northeast El Paso.

P.S. It is with profound sadness we have just learned ofthe death of Mrs. Jo Ann Fargason. She was the esteemedpiano teacher we took Tim to upon coming to El Paso whosaid, "Tim, I cannot teach you, but I'll find a teacher whocan!", and she did in Red Camp. She held out her handto Tim and offered help when we needed it so much. Withouther we would have never met Red Camp. She rejoiced inTim's progress and was as proud of his accomplishmentsas if he were her pupil. We thank God for Jo Ann and thatour Lord allowed this beautiful woman to touch our lives.

N(2^ ,lP V ^Mr. & Mrs. Gerald R. Haley

Charleston Square Gardens1660 W. Palm Lane #28

Anaheim, California 92802Phone: (714) 776-0632

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MAIL TO:Mr. & Mrs. Gerald Haley

Charleston Square Gardens1660 W. Palm Lane #28

Anaheim, California 92802

His Birth Made a Difference

HIS Birth Made THE Difference

DAILY LIVING at its best is complex! Add tothat serious illness and a child born with BRAIN

DAMAGE, and one gets a feeling of helplessness.Is it more than we could handle? YES, but thedifference is in HIM. ALL THINGS ARE

POSSIBLE! (Matthew 19:26) My only prayer is thatin some way this book will help you andINCREASE your faith as I share with you.

His Birth Made a Difference

HIS Birth Made THE Difference

TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

Rosemary Haley

UNIVc

ODES May 2, 1986 A PROJECT OFHI HOPES-IDENTITY

DISCOVERY FOUNDATION. INC.AND UNICO NATIONAL.IDENTITY DISCOVERY FOUNDATION

Doris E. Walker

Executive Director

CELEBRITY BOARD

Ed Arnold

Joe CampanetlaJan DaleyNancy EbsenMarion Knott

Mel Novak

J. C. ParrlshDick SargentJan Samoff

McLean Stevenson

Dick Wilson

BOARD OF DIRECTORSGeorge Newman, Sr.Presidetti

Frank K. Welch

Vice-President

Sue Swarthout

Treasurer

Jan ReyesSecretary

Joyce MalugeonCorresponding Secretary

Howard Lenhoff, Ph.D.Sal Lorenzetti

Vince LupoTom PayneHariey L. Smith, Sr.

ADVISORY BOARDMilo F. De Armey, Atty.Chuck and BambI Burnes

Al HalpernAl Irish. C.PJ^.Jim MalugeonWm. E. MurphyNancy NewmanRuth E. Smith. Ph.D.J.L. Sturich, M.D.

SUPPORT SERVICESElden G. WalkerManager

Roxanne MorganSpecial Events

Pstt and Mike Patterson

Sound Engineers

Winifred Patterson

Merchandising Service

P.O. Box 4818Anaheim, CA 92603-4818(714) 778-4440(714) 991-8877

A NON-PROFIT ORGANIZATION

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Dear Friends of the Baley Family,

All of us at Hope University - UMICO National College want you to know how blessedwe feel to have the Baleys joining us.

What immediate love flowed between Tim andthe members of the Hi Hopes musical group!They have become part of each other - and allof us.

Tim will enjoy our tours, a wider audience,and the many new friends. He is already oneof the favorites in our student body of fortyand we know he will be a tremendous asset aswe move onto our new campus and expand.

Besides the addition of Tim's talent to thoseof our extraordinarily gifted people withmental retardation, Jerry and Rosemary bringtalents which are much needed.

Although we have no financial support insight, we look forward with faith to theBaleys establishing a Department of ReligiousMusic which will guide the studies of thosewho come from across the country with thedesire to contribute to the music of theirvarious churches. The Baleys will utilizeour existent staff and seek other resources.

Beyond this, we know that they will bringlove and counsel to parents and families whohave lanlatrion aometinies impfiaed onthose with "different" children.

We hope so much that you will show everysupport of the Baleys as they continue theirwork in bringing the message through music,and also as they take up a new mission in theonly private fine arts college for giftedmentally retarded.

Sincerely,

f.Doris E. Walker

Executive Director

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Hope University—UNICO National College is the only private fine arts college forgifted mentally retarded and other disabled,and our goal is to expand to a campus anda full-time residential college serving studentsfrom across the nation who have completedtheir years in public school.1. Our goal for students is "whole person"

development. .through individualized instruction inthe fine arts (the best basis for theireducation).... through instruction in other areasentered through the arts.

through performance.through activities which reach out

to help the community, such as the KClub.

2. For professionals in education our goalis to offer training and materials whichshare our success so other students maybenefit... Since we have in one setting a numberof these extraordinarily gifted people withmental retardation, who possess unusualaccess to memory, we envision scholarlyresearch being done so that we mightdiscover possible applications for the restof us.

3. For handicapped performers and artistsour goal-is-to-Avideii-opportxmities, toexpand creativity and perfect talent... to support and promote fine arts forthe handicapped.

4. For the general public our goal is toheighten awareness of the potential of thegifted mentally retarded and other disabled and the contributions they canmake to our world.

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We were in a workshop for the mentally handicapped. . . . Tim had played for sometime, and there was no doubt the clients were agreeable to the experience of the past2 hours! A refreshing joy, and pleasure was most obvious. Songs that they knew, songsthey didn't know: pop, country, a touch of jazz, and then gospel. . . . They sangalong, and a more euphoric group of singers I have never heard. As the program wasabout to close, a young man dressed in clean but worn clothes came forward from theback. He slowly and somewhat shyly approached Tim. Standing there, digging into hispocket, he pulled out some money. His voice quivered, and then he said, "I love you,Mr. Baley, because you serve and love Jesus, and I love Jesus, too! I don't have much,but here is 50^. I want you to have it. . . . IT'S BECAUSE, WELL, IT'S JUST BECAUSEI LOVE YOU!" Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he hugged Tim. In LOVE he gave ALLhe had. . . . Our FATHER in love gave us HIS SON. . . . and IT'S BECAUSE, WELL,IT'S JUST BECAUSE HE LOVED US!. ... The Bible says it.

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God's gift to Tim may have lain dormant if it had not been for many caring peoplein his life. His dad, without a doubt, is first in command. . . but when Dad had tohave the assistance of a professional musician to teach Tim, the Lord supplied justthe RIGHT person in Red Camp and his wife, Alvis, who is also an accomplished pianistand teacher. The beginning of Tim and Red, and yes, with Dad and Alvis, too, goesback to 1979, when through the aid of an El Paso piano teacher, we were put in touchwith the Camps. Red had said, "If you can get Tim here, I will teach him free." Mostof you know so well the story from there on. We have made many a journey to CorpusChristi (1500 miles round trip from El Paso) though it has not exactly been easy, andit is costly. Even if we knew every penny invested, we still could not put a priceon the joy it has brought to us personally, as well as to people across the UnitedStates and around the world. Had there been more funds and time, we could have gonemore frequently, but progress has been tremendous, and words fail us to thank Red.Few teachers are of the caliber to be able to have the empathy, patience, and excellentmusical training and experience as that of Red.

Since we have been on the road these years, numerous people have said, "Red needsto be told how much we appreciate what he has done. ... I want to tell him." Lifechanges daily, and we grow older. . . . Red has seen this change in his life, as wellas a deterioration in his health. This past year (1985) it was discovered he hasmalignant tumors on both lungs. The dreadful experiences of cancer have been his andAlvis's to fight. . . . Corpus Christi realizes the wonderful citizen they have inRed Camp. Thus concerned citizens for the mentally handicapped and Corpus Christi haveasked us to join with them in honoring Red. They have asked Tim to present a benefitconcert for the mentally handicapped on the night of March 21st. Previously that weekwe will be advertising the concert in various public meetings, on T.V., and on theevening of the 20th there will be a dinner honoring Red, then close out on Fridayevening (the 21st) with the benefit concert at DelMar College Auditorium. At this timethey will present a plaque to Red because of his work with Tim. Red has never heardTim in concert, so we are hopeful he will feel well enough to be there for the concert,as well as to be honored and to receive the plaque. Red is by nature a very humbleand somewhat shy person and really doesn't think he has done anything out of theordinary. We appreciate his unpretentious nature. I am sure you have guessed WHY Iam writing. NOW is the time to write a Love Letter and say, "Red, I appreciate whatyou have done to help Tim. Thanks so much!" We have enclosed an envelope and askyou to write your letter and PLACE IT IN AN ENVELOPE (Fold, if too big) AND SEND IT TOUS in our envelope. We'd love a note from you, too!

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Plans to leave again on tour in January did not materialize. The "Manila" fluhit us with a knock-out punch. (That's what public health officials called it.) Jerryhad an especially difficult time. Since we haven't been to Manila, I wonder how wegot their flu! All plans were put on hold and then rescheduled.

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Jerry and Tim are spending a lot of hours working toward the Corpus Christi concertand on music for the forthcoming tour. Plans are to go to Corpus around the second weekof March, be there til the 22nd, stop by home a day or so and then on to Yucca Valley,California, by Easter Sunday (March 30) where we will be with the First Christian Church.We are excited about a return visit with these people. On then to Anaheim to HOPEUNIVERSITY - UNICO NATIONAL COLLEGE. I wrote of this at great length in our lastnewsletter. It is a school for the gifted mentally retarded. They have a musical groupcalled the HI HOPES, who travel extensively. It is a possibility Tim may become a partof this group eventually. He will practice and play in some of the performances theyhave for several months, and hopefully we can evaluate how we may best serve. While therewe will have opportunity to intermingle our work among the churches. Actually moreopportunity is before us than most places because of the density of churches. We planto stay until May or June, then hopefully head east in time to be at the North AmericanChristian Convention in Indianapolis in July. A bit of time there, then working ourway back to California. We had scheduled some Fall things there a long time ago, andso we will wind up these commitments, and hopefully by that time we will know whereour thoughts have taken us concerning Hope University. . . and make any necessary decisionsor changes after that. It will be a tremendously busy year. . . . PRAY FOR US.

Tim had a FIRST. On December 28. Romy Spencer was married to Ernie Jackson in alovely ceremony. The Spencer's have been friends ever since we moved here. Romy wasabout 10 when she met Tim. It was her desire Tim provide the music for her wedding.Possibly we had a bit of apprehension, but we knew Tim could do it. . . and he WANTEDto. He loved Romy. End of story goes. . . . "All's well that ends well." It ended well.

MORE NOTES flJOY, JOY, JOY was what we experienced when we got a letter of acceptance for a

manuscript I had written and sent to a woman's magazine in Great Britain. Though itwas not a religious article, I was able to bring in how God has sustained us in ALLthings through the years.—I-t-is-ent-it-l-ed—"One-Mi-staJceZ'--and-i-s—to-be-a feature story,so we are anxious to see it in print. The magazine has a very good circulation.Pray that it touches the lives of those who read it.

Amid things to do, I have included a class in creative writing through the ElPaso Community College here, I can only audit since we will leave well before it isover, but I have truly enjoyed and gained much from it.

We NEED and COVET YOUR PRAYERS for all that is before us to do: for our continuedsafety in traveling, for our health, for our finances (They hit a LO note.), and forGUIDANCE IN ALL THINGS AS WE CONSIDER THE FUTURE.

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We pray for each and every one of you every day. May this be a year of spiritualgrowth as you walk with Him, and too, that your health may be good. Know that we LoveYou and look forward to hearing from you POST HASTE. . . . Let's MAKE Red Camp's day.

A million thanks for your prayers, love, and financial support for our work,

GOD BLESS YOU ALL,

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Malay's(MINI EDITION)

STUFF later—sort of out of sight out of mind. Time nowto get with it and let the city know we are here. Can't forgetabout driver's license and car registration either! The littledriver's manual wasn't my kind of reading at all butseemed the State will have it no other way than you study,study. Finally, the day. We breezed through with flyingcolors, EXCEPT I thought don't concern yourself withthe questions on drinking since you don't drink! Well, letme tell you the questions are there, and you better knowthe answers. I made it and thanked God, and if there isever another time, I'll know those answers, too! They sayyou have to take a driver's test if you're from out of state,no matter what. I was scared but ready for it. Know what?For some reason they passed me by. Jerry was not so lucky.His eyes are a continuous problem. They put him on hold;

1 fk O finally after extensive eye exams, they did pass him, andO O he did have to take the driver's test. He was only given

a 1 year license. Then off to the AAA and get Lil'r me as I read the BLUEBIRD Californiaized. She was more than a littleing us on "Surviv- costly — I regained enough strength and wrote out thevn when the recent check and ran. Now we were truly Californians. We couldmost assuredly we open a checking account. Can't do it till you have a valid>t felt much in our driver's license and car registered. I don't know what hap-w very unprepared pens if you don't drive. At any rate, how can you opennd this, etc. I didn't a checking account when all your money just went downth a battery, no ex- the drain? Got to have $200.00 cash they said. "Please,Icertainly no place open it with $100.00" I begged. They felt sorry foroment, "Why did us.. .Account opened. You might think I'm complaining,uakes in Texas, but Please do not misinterpret. We could not believe the easele strong wind and with which all the transactions moved. Our only tense timeistating tornadoes, was Jerry's eyes, and our Lord took care of that.

AUGUST 1986I had a feeling of fright come over me as I read the

article in our local newspaper informing us on "Surviving an Earthquake!' We were out of town when the recentbig one hit southern California, but most assuredly we

__were concerned even though it was not felt much in ourarea. As I read the article, I realized how very unpreparedwe were! We should have this and this and this, etc. I didn'teven have a good flashlight, a radio with a battery, no extended supplies of water and food, and certainly no placeto store such. I even thought for a moment, "Why didwe move here?" We didn't have earthquakes in Texas, butjust as quickly my mind remembered the strong wind andsandstorms. I thought, too, of the devastating tornadoes,hurricanes, dangerous ice and snow storms in other areas.No matter where you go there is an element of nature thatone learns to accept and live with. We need to prepare— not live in fear. My mental reprimand was immediate."Rosemary, where is your faith and trust you claim tohave?" Then I remembered, "WHOSO PUTTETH HISTRUST IN THE LORD SHALL BE SAFE!' (Proverbs29:25) and "THOU WILT KEEP HIM IN PERFECTPEACE WHOSE MIND IS STAYED ON THEE:

BECAUSE HE TRUSTETH IN THEE!' (Isaiah 26:3)Around every corner of our lives can be a devastatingexperience. Thank God we don't know what is ahead, butwe are at peace just simply taking ONE DAY AT A TIMEand living it to the fullest for Him. He'll take care of us!!"Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers!' Romans

A GRAND FEELING

We felt a great sense of accomplishmentwhen the last box was unpacked and thefinal "where will this go" item was nestledamid a bunch of other "where will these

go" items. We were truly at home inAnaheim! We'd worry what to do with the

OPPORTUNITY KNOCKING

Amid all this hustle and bustle we were in and out fora few concerts with the Hi Hopes. The schedule was full,and though we did not go on many, Tim was on the gocontinuously. As we became settled, our plans for workthen fell into place. We began to concentrate on the plansfor developing the Religious Music Department. Througha chain of events we were introduced to the dean of theSchool of Arts and Sciences of Biola University in LaMirada. He became so excited about our work and what

we are doing at Hope University. After hours of talking,he assured us he would help us. We have met since thattime with the head of the music department of Biola, andhe, too, is excited and will serve on the committee ofdevelopment. This will bring in numerous other people,as well as students, to assist in actually working with ourstudents. We are continuing the search for a caring,interested, volunteer committee and pray that the Lordleads us to just the right person at the right time. Throughthese contacts there are endless possibilities for us, andI will elaborate more as plans unfold. PLEASE keep usmuch in prayer.

UP, UP AND AWAY

Long before coming to California, we had scheduledconcerts in the east around Indianapolis at the time ofthe North American Christian Convention. We felt weshould still go because of the concerts scheduled, and thenafter the convention we planned to go on to Ohio to seemother. We felt we HAD to go if for no other reason thanto see her. However, after the two trips to and fromCalifornia and the strenuous move, I told Jerry I just didnot see how I could get body and soul together and driveclear across the country to a convention, as badly as Iwanted to go. Also, there was not time to work our wayacross. He agreed. However, we did not cancel. We prayedthat the Lord would provide the necessary means to go.(We were thinking of strength and energy to make theLONG, LONG trip.) A few days later we were talking overschedules with Doris Walker, Hope University Director.She mentioned the time we would be gone, havingpreviouslygivenher the dates. Wetold her we did not thinkwe would go and why. She said, "Oh, you must. Don'tcancel, it will work out!' Some days later Doris said, "Howwould you like to fly to Indianapolis?" End result.. .ayoung man had called the school some time ago and wasinterested in helping. He said he also would be interestedin providing air fare. And so, end of story. We flew! Evenas we got on the plane, I could hardly believe again howour Lord supplied and blessed. We left on a flight fromLA, and it was perfect and oh, so short.

Our concert before the convention was with theKokomo, Indiana. Church of Christ, and it was a deligiuto be there. The generous hospitality of these people wasunending. Tim's concert was Sunday A.M., and the convention began that afternoon. The Hoosier Dome was vastand beautiful and left all who attended somewhat spellbound. The worship service, which was so well plannedand executed, had as the center the serving of the Lord'sSupper. One might think that isn't so unusual. Possiblynot, but when you realize it was to over 40,000 people atone time and it was done to perfection, that is awesome!An experience we will never forget, and I am sure the feeling is the same for all the others who were there. A busy,wonderful, and oh, so tiring week followed. We enjoyedhaving a booth again and were reunited with so manyfriends who passed by and chatted. The closing servicewas Thursday evening, July 10th, and we were on "CloudNine!' The satisfying feeling stayed with us as we wentfrom the convention center to have a final chat over coffeewith Eva Snyder (We call her Pink.) and Eileen Ickes, bolhdear, lifelong friends from my home church in NorthIndustry, Ohio.

ALARMING AND UNSETTLING NEWS

The pleasantness was short lived when we wereawakened by the jangle of the telephone at 5:20 A.M.Eileen calling said, "Rosemary, call home right away!"I reached my brother, Clyde.. ."Sis, mother had a strokeyesterday!' Then he relayed the story of how it hadhappened 30 hours before. I had always given our itineraryto the family, but I guess, since we were going on to Cantonafter the convention, it simply did not enter my mind lo

do it. Not knowing how to reach us they called Eileen andPink. Eileen and Pink checked for a call when the lightwas flickering on their room phone earlier in the day, butthey were told there was no message. The family tried theconvention center when they did not hear from anyone,but the lines were busy. Finally at the wee hour Clyde gotPink and Eileen. He continued on saying mother had gotten up at midnight to turn off the fan, and she had thestroke then. She lay on the floor in front of the fan allnight until 9:00 A.M. when my brother, Wayne, and hiswife, Elizabeth, went to pick her up to go to the footdoctor. It was very hard not to rush right to Canton, butthe week-end was scheduled heavily with a return visit toour wonderful friends at the Church of Christ in Homer,Illinois, and it would create inconveniences for so manyto cancel. After much discussion we decided to continuewith our plans and keep in touch. The Lord eased ouranxiety, and soon it was Monday, and we went to Cantonand directly to the hospital. Mother stayed in the hospital12 days, then was transferred out to a rehabilitation nursinghome. Her left side was paralyzed. She is struggling toregain it. Speech was not greatly affected and some confusion mentally has pretty well passed, but her advancedage overpowers her will to get the body to its pre-strokecondition. Homesickness added to this leaves mother

discontent. We all know how hard it is to transplant, butour prayers continue for her to be adjusted to the newsituations and life. Her care is good, and friends and familyare there constantly to encourage her. Her disappointmentat not being able to attend Tim's concert on July 20th atthe North Industry Christian Church was profound. Wefinally arranged to take her by wheelchair to a piano in thehospital. She and other patients and staff had their ownprivate concert! So elated was she that she even tried to clap,and sleep did not overcome her either. We were scheduledto return to California on Monday, July 21st, and it wasso hard to say good-bye. Her condition was stabilized, andshe has had her ups and downs since that time. I only wishwe could be two places at once. We ask your prayers formother, and she thrives on visits and mail. Drop her a note— you'll brighten her day

Mrs. Elva Brechbuhler

5351 Frey Avenue SW.Canton, Ohio 44706

Immediately after returning home, we were deep into a busytime. Meetings, performances, practice, a lesson in PalmDesert with Tim's teacher, Frank Scott, and preparation forTim to leave with the HI HOPES for Florida on July30-August 3.

Frank Scott, Jerry "Dad" TimIt was a good lesson!

"SHOULD AULD ACQUAINTANCE BE FORGOT"

The evening of July 29th was one of emotion andcertainly brought to the surface memories from our earlyyears of marriage. Weleft California in 1956when Tim was2 1/2 years of age. I had a fine doctor named LouiseBenefield. Tim was so very ill those early years, and Dr.Benefield cared for Tim at the times his doctor was notavailable. She was a source of encouragement and gavereassurance when we needed it so desperately. She was atower of strength with genuine loveand concern. It had beenmany years since we had heard about her, so upon returningto California, I asked my friend, Janet Reese, about her."She is well and STILL practicing in the SAME plac^' Icalled; she was out, but I left a message, and we made aconnection. I told her about Tim, and she said, "I mustsee you!" So on July 29th we enjoyed dinner together, andthen she came by the apartment to see Tim's piano and hearhim play. Weshowed her "Fantasy" (the video-tape of Timplaying with Liberace) and some other videos. She is stillthe same dear, caring person she was. One of God's veryspecial people!

THE HIGH HI HOPES

Weanticipated July 30th excitedly Tim was up early andanxiously awaiting the hour to leavewith the Hi Hopes forFlorida. They were performing for the UNICO NationalConvention, which was meeting in Hollywood, Florida. TheUNICO organization (Italian-American service club similarto Lions, Kiwanis, etc) has underwritten the purchase ofa permanent campus for the university (Hopefully we willbe moving by September 1st.)The group was flown to theirannual convention and treated like royalty for those five days.

The Hi Hopes—Florida Bound

They were guests at the lovely Diplomat Hotel, with roomsdirectly on the beach and tables laden abundantly with food.It made it a real step back into reality when they returnedhome. After he was home and had unpacked, Tim cameinto the kitchen, put his hand on my shoulder and with tearsin his eyes, he said, "Mom, thanks to you and dad formoving to California!' Only negative aspect of the trip.. .Tryto give a concert when the greatest share of the equipmentis still in L.A.! It look some doing, but rented instrumentsand sound equipment did suffice.

"ThQ' had to beg me to go! Can't you tell?"

NOT TOO OLD TO LEARN

After Jerry and I took Tim to meet the group, we wenton to La Mirada, California, about 25 miles from Anaheim.A Christian Writer's Institute was being held July 30ththrough August 2nd at Biola University. I had alwaysdreamed of some day attending one since I have beenwriting. Hope University sent Jerry and me! So for fivewonderful days we were encouraged, taught, informed, yes,criticized, and made to feel discouraged, as we had broughtinto focus the complexity of Christian publishing. However,strengthcomes from learningwhat not to do and the realization nearly everyone has had a handful of those littlerejection slips, including the staff. Jerry attended numerousediting sessions. This will be a great help in many areas ofour work.

RIPLEY CANT TOP THIS

Publishers, authors, and editors were available to discussour writing and proposals with us. I had one such inter-

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view, and as we visited, I said, "I need to be getting on tomy class!' He asked, "Which way are you going?" I toldhim, and he said, "I'm going to the bookstore, so I'll walkwith you!' As we walked, something was said as to wherehe was from originally. He said, "Ohio!' I said, "I was bornin Ohio. What part are you from?" His reply was Canton.I then said, "Well, I am, too. Actually I'm from NorthIndustry, but no one knows where that is unless they knowthe area!' He stopped walking and just looked at me in shockand said, "What was your maiden name?" I told himBrechbuhler... Finally he said, "I don't believe this! I grewup with your nephews and niece and lived across the streetfrom your brother, Clyde. You look like Clyde!' You knowwithout my telling you we talked a lot more during the timethat followed. His name is Greg Clouse. His mother isPhyllis Hookway for those of you in the home town areawondering who this person was. He is managing editor ofVictor Books. We were again left on a mountain top. Theconference was superior in every way. Meeting Greg was anadded bonus, as well as seeing Marjorie Miller, a friend fromcollege who was there representing Standard PublishingCompany, so it was even more thrilling, and we thankedGod for these experiences and the addition of many newfriends. The knowledge of the sense of power one can havein writing weighed so heavily, so there was no way not toleave challenged to go to work. Thus—book two is in theformulation stages! To help me along, a gift of a computerfrom dear friends, Dan and Nancy Vickers of El Paso, hascome at the right time. I have learned to type in "In caseyou don't know, I'MBOSSr However, I have not convinced

-the-CDmptiterthatrl^aml What a blessing it ^11 be whenI do get it mastered! It is coming well, though.

TIM'S ANTICIPATION

There is more excitement! On Sunday, September I4th,the La Habra Christian Church, 1400 N. Fullerton Road,La Habra, California (213/691-0514 or 714/526-3424) iscelebrating Homecoming Sunday. At 1:00 P.M. there willbe a special program. Tim has been asked to give a mini-concert, and Norma Zimmer will be singing. On August22nd we took Tim to Palm Desert for his lesson. He said

excitedly, "Frank, do you know who I'M going to get tomeet?" He said, "No, who?" "Norma Zimmeif he said."I just love hei^' Frank looked at Tim and said, "I know,Tim. I'll be there to play for hei!' Then Tim really w;excited! If you live in the area and would like to attend'

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Tim said, "Oh, Mom, God is so good to me. I have Frankas a teacher, and now I get to meet Norma!'

IT TRULY IS HOME SWEET HOME

Many haveasked us, "Do we likeCalifornia?" "YES, verymuch!' We knew the Lord sent us, and we are extremelygrateful for this opportunity. Naturally, after so many yearsin El Paso, we miss all our friends, but we have an abundant supply here that we now are able to enjoy We can'thelp but delight in the hustle, bustle, and excitement ofDisneyland and Knott's Berry Farm. Nightly we get a freeview of Disneyland fireworks from our apartment complex.That's neat. The "freeway parking lot", as it is called, hasnot been a big problem. We try to schedule our travel beforeor after the rush hours.

August has been a partial vacation month for the college, except Jerry has worked considerably with a trio heis developing with Tim (piano), Gary (variousinstruments),and Paul (drums). They do a superb job and have suchfun. They will perform when a small group is needed. Forthose of you who have asked about hearing the Hi Hopes,we now have a cassette which was made the first concertTim performed in with them. It isTiot professionally cut,but it is excellent. (See order blank.)

We have sometimes wondered, "Have we really movedto California and is THIS retirement?" It is busy,demanding but exciting. I'd be lying if I did not say it wasstrenuous and tiring. But... if it is retirement, it'swonderful.

Summer is a difficult time for most mission supportedwork. Ours is NO exception! If you can assist us, we thankyou. Pray that we see and know God's will and directionin our lives.

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Fear gripped me as Iviewed fhefaces of the young men filing In.They weren't happy to be coming toa piano concert, that was quiteclear. Aged between 15 and 21,these young men were in amlnlmum>8ecurity prison and my

son, Tim, was due to gWe a concert for them.I couid not tal<e my eyes off one big, stem-

faced and burly man who came In and squattedsideways wtth his arms folded across his chestl^e wasn't at ali concerned that his big feet weresticking out into the aisle. He simply sat there inhis bathrobe. I just knew that all he was thinking

Ywas: Let's get it over with.At iast it was time for Tim to perform, and he

walked on smiling. He has a contagious smile,and for someone not to respond when hesmiles is almost unheard of. Then he sat down,his handaJiit.the.keyboacd-fr- and.in just aJewnotes of the lively tune, most eyes were uponhim.

The burly young man just turned and looked.Ydu couid see disbelief on his face, and then heturned away again. But he couldn't standIt . . . and turned back to face the piano. Hewas amazed — and smiling!

Before the second number was over, he had

"Your son has braindamage. He'll never read

nor write."

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people would stop us In the street But he alsogrew In more inexplicably adverse ways. Hewas becoming' a jet-propelled, hyper-activebundle of energy. We noticed his arms wereconstantly flying in different directions duringall of his waking hours — and there were moreof those than there were sleeping hours.

As if the hyper-activity wasn't enough, fromthe age of two weeks, one very serious physicalproblem after another plagued his little body.The doctors could not find a cause, nor a cure,and we were shuffled from one doctor toanother.

Medical bills soon engulfed us, physicalstamina was dwindling, and we were forced torealise our Tim did have a problem.

We learned almost immediately, however,that music had a calming and positive effect onhim. But we had no idea the impact it wouldmalie on his life and on other people's lives!

When he reached school age, we were forcedto put him through tests to see just where heshould be placed academically. Then all ourhopes for anything positive faded.

They weren't gentle when the cruel wordswere spoken. "Your son has brain damage. Itwould be best if you institutionalise him, andforget about it He'll never read or write."

Even though we were in the depths of despair,we were angry, too. How could they say such athing about our son?

With his poor health, school seemed almostimpossible. Nevertheless, a very caring andloving principal and teacher of one schooldecided to arrange for a cot to be in hisclassroom so that Tim could rest when heneeded!

The joy of that first school day's anticipationwas just as great and as exciting as for anychild. Tim seemed so happy, and spoke a lotabout the music. On many occasions, his fatherwould carry him outto thebuswhen liewastooweak to walk, but all the effort was worth it. Atleast Tim was kept occupied.

However, our hopes began to dwindle againas, even there, he continued to tear up .or takeapart a lot of what came his way. Concentratingand sitting still were impossible for him. Fromall appearances, it looked as if it would be

stood up, walked down the aisle and planted hislarge body on a table right next to the piano.Tim just beamed at him.

Tim has played on some atrocious pianos butthe one in this prison was about the very worst.

it was soon time for the concert to end andTim started to play his final number. Apathy andindifference had melted away and instead therewere tapping feet, fingers keeping the beat,hums, and glistening eyes.'

Now the concert was almost over — but asthe iast note rang out, it janred, actually sounding two notes.

Tim shook his head and grinned, and hit thenote again. The young men roared with laughterand tiie burly young man,laughed, too, saying,"Ifs all right, Tim, we're all allow^ one mistake.That's why we're here. We made our mistakeand you just made yours."

Shouts of, "More, more," led to a period ofrequest time, and aa.the hugs and autographscame to a close,.wonwere. the ones with theglistening eyes. come back. We'll behere atleast ano^Wj^ar," they all said.From here, my thoughts flew back in time, to

June 23, 1952, the date on which thisyoung concert pianist, our son, came into theworid. Our anticipation of his birth was prolonged when he was three weeks late in arriving.Those first pangs of labour led into 48 long,hard hours at the end of which, to save both mylife and my baby's, a high forceps delivery wascarried out

When we saw his beautiful face, framed by a. mass of golden ringlets, the long and anxious

months of difficult pregnancy and labour faded,jfl: njQijf bombshell was dropped when themstdoctor said, in a gentle way, "You may have abnii problem." We didn't know what he meant Tim

was perfect — he had no problems, surely?1 had severe complications and we were

forced to remain in the hospital for an extra 10days, but once I was home, my hopes werehigh only they didn't stay that way. A periodof adjustment takes place, we thought, whenyou get a baby home. He'll settle down.

Days passed into weeks, and weeks intomonths. He grew to be so perfectly beautiful.

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WHY HISSUCCESSIS^SDCHSWEET

MUSIC TOOUR EARS

During Tim's school years,his destructive behaviour and poor

learning often drove us todespair. We loved him, but we didn't

know how to help him — untilwe discovered his extraordinary and

unexpected talent . . .

virtually impossible that he should ever iearrit orhad ever been learning a thing.

During this time, another crisis erupted.Tim fell from an eight-feet-high porch right on

to a cement pavement. He received a severeskull fracture and concussion, the doctor saidhe had to remain flat for two months, and quietfor six. For such an active little boy, it seemedlike asking the impossible.

This trauma was almost more than we couldhandle. At the time my husband was serving asa part-time minister, and also as professor at achurch college, teaching, music. It was thewomen of the church who sustained me andhelped me keep my nerve.

They took turns daily, from eight in themorning to five in the afternoon, five days aweek, to care for Tim, bringing toys and booksfrom their own children and grandchildren. Forall this, we were profoundly grateful.

Life with Tim seemed to snowball, rushingon, appearing less and less hopeful. We

refused to put him into care, but as the yearspassed, we were being backed into a comer.Pressures were mounting all around us.

We needed to develop a different lifestyle. Wehad always been active. My husband and I weremusic evangelists through the college and, withministering to ttie church, we were always onthe go. I felt 1could no longer keep up, and myhusband found it difficult to carry out his work

. •-

When his family were In such acute distress.After much prayer, the decision was reached

that he would go back to college and, aftercompleting his Master's Degree, he wouldsecure a position in a public school. Wemade plans quickly, and moved to a collegecommunity which had little and Inadequatespecial education provisions for Tim, however.We felt as if we'd jumped out of the frying panand into the fire. After six horrible weeks wewere, again, at breaking point

'He loved the pianoexplored it, drawn to

it like a magnet."

The counsellor at Tim's school realised ourproblems and advised us to have a completediagnostic study done. A little reluctantly, weagreed. There was, however, one drawback.

The closest place for this study was Denver InColorado, a journey which would have to bedone by plane. We had to trust our child tostrangers, and leave him in their care at theairport A more excruciating pain I have neverexperienced. I cried till my tears ran dry andthen cried again.

But out of all the sadness and distress, wecould see a glimmer of hope. These caringpeople had Tim's best Interests at heart and wetrusted their advice.

The results of the diagnostic study showedthat Tim had sustained severe brain damage toIhe iower-left lobe and he was termed mildlyretarded with cerebral palsy. After the study,they were faced with a problem.

Tim would not fit Into any of the existingplaces for training. He was too active, in manyinstances too brilliant. We were told that In astate hospital he would regress. Even thoughhe had not progressed greatly already, thepotential was there.

So the search for the right place

began. Eventually we heard of a new centrewhich was opening in Marph 1966, near Denver.One of the people who worked on Tim's casewas applying for him to enter, since this placewould have a division for children with his veryspecial needs. However, he warned us that foronly 14 places there were over 600 applicants— but he was determined that Tim should besuccessful.

The day of the admissions meeting was thelongest day of our lives. I shall never

forget it It was December 22, our weddinganniversary, and I shuddered every time thephone rang that day. Towards the evening, thecounsellor phoned, and simply shouted, "He'sin, he's in!" A flood of relief overwhelmed me. Iknew Tim's life would be brighter. It could nothave been a better anniversary gift

And so at the beginning of March, Timentered the children's division of this centrenear Denver. For tiie first 30 days, there was noconstructive routine or classes. Tim could notvisit our home, and the plan was to get him offthe medication which was supposed to controlhis hyper-activlty, but which actually had anadverse effect

A companion counsellor was at his side mostof the time, watching and evaluating his everymove. He was at liberty and encouraged to beindependent However, the only thing of greatinterest to him was the piano. He loved it,explored it, drawn to It like a magnet

Gently he began to pick out little tunes withhis right index finger. The middle and fourthfingers of his right hand were severely affectedby the brain damage, and his right arm wasnearly uncontrollable.

Still he persisted In picking out tunes, andwas encouraged and aided by his counsellors.This activity was therapy for his right arm andhand.

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using two hands. Soon he scatdd the keyboard quicklyand smoothly:We were astonished. Naturally we wondered why we hadn't noticed

this gift before but the answer was simple. Wehad no piano. IVIy husband ,had access to the college pianos, so It wasn't necessary to have one.

And so Tim's love for the piano blossomed, as well as his Interest inwdtching anyone else play. He used to sit and watch pur cfiurch pianistwith rapt attention — the only time he was quietl' By this time he had learned to read mUsic a little, but it was slowprogress. Because of very poor vision, he could not follow the notes.However, his ear was so keen that when he heard a melody and had It inhis mind, he could create his own music. ^ ; i ^r Though ail of this was marvellous, he needed direction. On the whole,he played in one key, and his chords and various techniques needed theexpertise of professional help. ; ; . ,\ With his interest in musiccame a greater interest in academicwork.His behaviour problems were decreasing, too, and destructive tendencieswere slowly being replaced bycoris;^ctive ones.V During this time, numerous piano teachers attempted to teach Tim, butthey were not entirely successful. It was difficult for most of them toundei^nd his learning process. Evenwe, his parents, did not and still donot always understand it But we did know that frequent piano playingshowed progress in ail areas of his life.

As he gained interest and knowledge in reading and writing, werecalled those piercing words of advice we had once heard — "He willnever read or write. You will have to institutionalise him."

Tim was 16 years of age by this time, and just at the beginning of aproductive time of learning — but his spell at the school was due to end.As we tried to enroll him again for the classes, we found that there was noprogramme for the mentally retarded after the age of 16.

We tried to find a place for. him in the outside world, but they wereunsuccessful. Other work programmes tried to place him as a dishwasher or "piece" worker, but he was receiving no academic training.

He began to resort to destructive behaviour again, and when allowed tobe around any type of mechanical equipment, ,hd dismantled it success-1^fully before most people would know how to remove the first screw. It"was not that he wished to destroy. He was simply intensely curious.

UR search for a suitable place for Tim led us to Idaho. Here thementally handicapped were trained academically until the age of

21. Tim was by now 19 and In the two years, that followed, he blossomedboth academically and socially.' • -,

All too soon, it seemed, he was 21, and with a burst of prideItfi received his High School Diploma In Special Education.

During this time, he had developed a love and keen interest in drawingand making Jewellery. Tim's future growth and zest for life depended onour finding adequate training in some field he loved.

Another move followed, shortly after his graduation, and we made ournew home in El Paso, Texas. After unsuccessful trial periods in numerouslobs, we decided to withdraw Tim from everything and concentrate onQie piano. It was his greatest love and hope for the future.:

He spent many hours each day listening to music and practising, andhis dad was there to solve any of his problems, but it was.evident thatmore advanced training was needed.

Through friends we were put in touch with a seml-retlred professional -^ musician called Red Camp who lived in Corpus Christi in Texas. It .Aras astounding to think of going 750 miles one way for a piano lesson, .3ut, excitedly, we packed and made the long trip.

Red Camp, in his kindly and brilliant way, took the "stone" we gave tohim, and "polished" itl That is simply the best way I can think oftto;describe what he has achieved with Tim. Because of the distance, the. :lessons were infrequent, and we had to plan how to make the most ofthem. . " - ' , '

A concentrated effort was, and still Is, made over several days, withseveral piano sessions a day. All lessons are tape recorded, and ,»xtenshre notes are taken by my husband along with visual explanations.rhen, back home, Tim works to reach a new stage of improvement

Tim's progress led to his playing solos, and in November 1979, Timgave his first public concert for charity. He had no fear of an audience.His dad had worked hard with him and this training had included stagepresence, all of which was very natural for Tim. r̂ i:

The evening of the concert drew near, and people were excited.Beautiful weather greeted us that morning, but the warm sunny dayturned cool and by concert time El Paso had a rare, full-blown snowstorm. Amazingly, the auditorium was still full. •

That evening, Tim had the audience in the palm of his hand, and wasdoing exactly as Dad had trained, until, at one point, he stood and bowed.Since Tim uses no music, he plays from a cue card which carries the songtitle and the key or keys in virtilch It Is to be played. -

He lays the card he Is to play.on the,right side of the piano berich, andas he finishes the song he places the card on the left side of the bench.Butas he sat down again that evening after bowing, the tails of his tuxedoswished all the cue cards to the fioof.

Tim's undo,sitting inthefront row, leaped to thestageandputthocardsback ill order. The audience guessed the problem, of,course^,but Timtook it all In his stride, smiled at them and soon began playingagain. V

The standing ovation he received at the end of that concert spurred .Tim on to work harder, and the desire to be a concert pianist was bom.

A hefty 5500 dollars was raised for the college and since that time, Timhas given many charity concerts for organisations for the mentallyretarded. Our publicity theme is "Tim's Dream," chosen simply becausehis joy In life is helping other people and making them happy, Qspeclaliythose with similar problems to his.

BOUT this time, many requests began to come in from across thecountry for Tim to play, and soon we found ourselves on the

concert circuit In 1980 we began to travel across America. Then came aninvitation to Mexico, and a tour to Europe followed.

So far Tim has played In 30 of the states In America, in Washington DCand as far afield as Mexico, Austria, Poland and Germany. He has playedfor audiences of a few to audiences of 12,000, and has appeared beforecolleges, medical schools, churches, service and civic clubs, militarygroups, prisons, hospitals, state hospitals, medical conventions, camps^retirement homes and nursing homes.

To his delight, he has twice played on the White House lawn, at thePentagon. The greatest thrill of his life came when he was privileged toplay the piano with Liberace on national television. Tim had no idea hewas going to have this honour, but still he sat down with Liberace andplayed "Climb Ev'ry Mountain" — unrehearsed.

Determination to succeed has put Tim where he is. He is a fighter, andwill not give up. If he hears a song and decides he wants to play it, he will!His right hand, as I had said previously, has lazy middle, ^and fourthfingers, butTim badly wanted to play the Floyd Cramer;§o'Kg, "The LastDate" whichinvolved some trickytechnique. Hehad wofk^ and workedfor weeks, but was not improving. One day while he was practising, Iheard him stamp his foot dnd shout, "Hand, DO WHAT I WANT YOU TODO!" .<

There was silence, and then more pract|̂ >and before long Tim hadwon over his hand. His persistence had b^gfit:the difficult right handand injured brain to conform to his stronEf^j^?-

But his concerts hdve not been withoutiso^fdifficuit moments. Onone occasion Tim was due to play a beautifur,i:large.igrand piano w^^sat on a verysmall stage. The pianostool was near^

Timwas Introduced,and played his first song, but^seat back to settle more comfortablyit shot offleaped to the air, turned graciously, and quite unaudience, "That's just part of my actP'

Other unplanned Incidents are still clear In my rnemoL, ,wewere giving thelastconcert ofaneight-month tour, theflnllsonghadbeen played. A tremendous standing ovation followed and audienceapplause spurred Tim to his encore, but as he began to play I looked atmy husband, and he at me . . . Neither of us had heard the song beforel

It was beautiful, and we have used it on programmes at various timessince then, but usually we have heard all the tunes Timrehearses to play.That occasion was Tim's natural talent taking over. • . •v

FTEN I think of the question asked of us so many times In the eariyyears of Tim's life. "Wouldn't It have been easier If Tim had been

aborted as the doctor suggested?" However, we had desperately wanted' and prayed to God for a child, and He answered our prayers — but He did>notsaythechild would beperfect We R|̂ y(sd for stren^, guidance, andr.wisdom to rear the baby He sent us. We received those blessings and: have been proud beyond expression of ail that Tim has achieved. .- In June 1984, I stood In La:denski Park, in'Warsaw, Poland. A greatf crowd had gathered at an afternoon concert and at that i^oment theyi^iwerelistening to a fine artiste playing Chopin. In this beautiful isetting and^ elegant atmosphere, suddenly I panicked. ; ;' ; ' ir •^ ;; . Thinking of ail the great musicians iii Poland, why, I wondered, had we

even dared to come. Our excitement and busy schedule had carried me. along, and suddenly I was losing my nerve.; Tim's concert was due to be in a church in Warsaw, the final concert of^•;a tour which had taken us through Austria and Germany, and as we"

arrh/ed, I saw that the church was neariy full.A hush went through the audience as the strains of the first song filled

the auditorium. Melodyfollowed melody, and soon tears were stainingmany cheeks. A soft mumble was heard, and it sounded to me that thepeople were repeating a particular phrase over and over again. Throughout the afternoon this sound was audible and I grew more and morepuzzled and anxious..

When the concert was over we asked eageriy for the phrase to betranslated, and our friend told us that it meant 'Thank you; God, forsending this special boy to us." Then Iunderstood the fullmeaning of that

,statement, "Music Is a universal language." Where 1had felt apprehension, Tini had given joy.

And iso Tim has continued to bring joy not only Into our lives but thelives of so many other people. He Is remarkable—strong willed and gifted.

, When we prayed to God for our baby, we never realised what problemswe would first encounter, but now I often think we could never haveguessed, either, what enormous happiness he would bring Into our lives. 1

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