Linda and I along with our two children, Rick and Robin, were quite happy in our home on Nolan Ave. I was in the Navy and doing very well. There was only one problem, the Lord continued to tell Linda and I that we had to take new steps in our Christian life. Linda was very involved with the church and I was an elder and part time director of the choir. By 1974, we knew that a change was coming. I asked the elders to join me in prayer for direction in my life. At an elders retreat, the elders (along with me) determined that it was time to resign my commission as a Naval Officer. This was a big decision. I already had 14 years in the Navy and was a Lieutenant Commander who would probably be promoted to Commander within the year. This meant that I would lose my retirement and medical benefits. But, Linda and agreed that this was the next step. We also agreed that we should move into community.
I submitted my resignation to the Navy and my letter was accepted, but I was required to make one more deployment to the Far East. This deployment would be from early October 1974 through the Spring of 1975. I was serving as the Logistics Officer for Aphibious Squadron One. Getting ready for deployment is a very busy time for logistics officers. We were to deploy on a Monday. On the Friday, a week before this deployment, Ken Pagaard called and said that we had been accepted and were to move into Westby house. He further said that we must move out of our house and into Westby this week end because the Kings were going to move into our house on the following Monday. We had lived in our house for 7 years and I was preparing for deployment. I can't really describe the hectic weekend; we threw away so much. But on Monday we moved into Westby and the Kings moved into our house. One week later, I left on my final deployment. Westby was a wonderful experience, but I don't ever want to have to move like that again. We stayed there until June of 1981.
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