Forty-two years ago, I wrote my first song.
I was six.
Over the next few years, I learned to play the piano and the guitar. And I kept writing and kept singing.
When I was about eleven, I met a girl in my small Wisconsin town named Lorrie. And guess what? She also sang. And played guitar. And wrote songs.
A friendship was born. (In fact, we are still great friends to this day.) We practiced together endlessly and went out and did little “gigs” in area churches and nursing homes. We even had matching dresses that Lorrie made for us. Yes, we were earnest. But very cute, too!
One of the highlights of our young lives occurred several times a year when a gospel group called The Lundstroms would come to our area. They had several busses, a huge sound system, lights, and a live band.
Lorrie and I were utterly entranced. We would coerce our patient family into taking us to whichever Lundstrom appearance was within driving distance and we would sit enthralled while the Lundstroms sang. We diligently watched their every move and even took notes concerning every little thing they did. (Did I mention we were earnest?)
Here are the Lundstroms was when they first started out with two brothers (Lowell and Larry) and their wives (Connie and Gloria.)
As the years went by, a third brother joined them and then the couples had children and the kids all grew up traveling and singing with their family. As I watched them up on the stage together, singing, performing, and preaching, my little ol’ heart’s desire was that someday I too, would find a husband who wanted to travel and sing. I dreamed that he and I (and our children) would live on the road and travel from place to place—writing songs, recording albums, performing our music—just like the Lundstroms!
Well, if you’ve been reading our story for any amount of time, you know that Steve and I (and our children) did exactly that for fifteen years. My childhood dream came true and I am so grateful.
Now. Fast forward a few years. In fact, fast forward up to Sunday, November 14, and take a look at who is sitting on our front porch swing with us.
Larry and Gloria Lundstrom! (Ta-da!)
Yes, the very same Lundstroms who inspired me forty years ago as a child are still traveling, still singing, still preaching, and still as fun, funny and classy as ever. I must say that it’s a great joy to find that the people who so greatly impacted my life all those years ago are just as worthy of admiration close up as they were when they under the stage lights.
It was truly a treat to have them come to Manteo and sing and preach at our church. After the service, I cooked lunch for them and we spent a couple hours eating, laughing, and telling road stories. (Which are like no other stories on earth!)
Gloria especially liked this little salt and pepper set that I have in my kitchen. It perfectly sums up so many years of both our lives.
Have R.V. Will travel.
Have family? Will still travel.
Thanks Lundstroms, for being a traveling family that inspired me to travel right along in your footsteps.
Steve and I are so grateful for your lives, your ministry and your example.