Dear Young People

By William R. John

If a discotheque atmosphere means more to you than a pleasurable trip with your parents; Or if the sound of a “hot rod” or motorcycle soothes you more than the sound of your mothers kiss upon your cheek; Or if the quivering voice of some singing idol and the twang of a guitar makes you feel better than your dad telling you he loves you, Or if the peace symbol, mini-skirt, or bell bottom trousers “turn you on” more than the reading of the 26th and 27th chapters of Matthew; then you may be just where Satan wants you. “Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them” (Ecclesiastes 12:1).

April 27, 1972