That is the question that was just asked to me when I opened my front door. I then proceeded to tell him no, but he lived in Knoxville, that I lived here. He then told me he was looking for the pastor. I then again told him that was me. I guess I am not getting as old as I feel sometimes. 
I meet part of his family at our garage sale. They just moved here from Germany. He is going to be coming to our college ministry on Wednesday. I love meeting new neighbors.
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