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Joe Emerson's program is part of the Gold Medal Hour heard five mornings a week. For the time, see page 52
Right, the leader of the Hymns-ofAll-Churches program at home with his daughter, Carolyn, their Scottie and Mrs. Emerson. Below, he's checking an unpublished hymn sent by a fan. He was heard over WLW before going on the CBS network.
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THERE is no such thing as real financial security. It is foolish and wrong to spend your life doing work you don't want to do because at the end you may find yourself with wasted years behind you, and nothing in your bank account to show for them. Therefore it is wiser and better to do the work that satisfies you, even if financial rewards appear precarious or slight."
It was a turning point in Joe Emerson's life when he reached that decision. The man you know as the leader of the Hymns of all Churches program on the Gold Medal Hour has twice scrapped all he had accomplished through years of hard work and effort, and started all over again. The first time it was a-mistake. The second time. . . .
The story really begins years ago, I think, when Joe was a little boy in a small Michigan town. The key to what he always wanted to do is in the picture of himself he gave me once — a small figure in a sailor suit (a sailor suit that was a little shiny at the seams, but clean) listen
BY JOHN EDWARDS
ing with rapt attention while his mother played the melodeon and his father sang hymns.
Joe's parents were both deeply devout people, though they belonged to no specific church. His father was a foundry worker by trade, but his real joy lay in his hobby of traveling about through the nearby towns, delivering sermons on street corners. He was not an ordained minister, and perhaps some of his sermons would have surprised students of theology, but in his simplicity and goodness of character he brought comfort to many a man and woman who couldn't be reached by orthodox religion.
He taught Joe to love music, and as the boy grew older both of his parents encouraged him to make music his career. Their small savings went to send him to Albion College and to pay for voice lessons.
It wasn't long after his (Continued on page 91)
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