Upon returning from vacation as a teenager my family learned that the church where my father was pastor had voted him out. Furthermore, this meant they had voted us (i.e., my father Jim, mother Faye, brothers Charlie and David, and sister Marcile) out of the parsonage with two weeks to find a place to live. Unfortunately, we had learned too late that this particular church had a habit of “running off” pastors since their proximity to a Bible College provided plenty of gullible replacements! A rather unpleasant experience!